spontaneous poetry - 8.6.13
Time is persistent to keep pushing forward
no matter the outcome she drives ahead
mules frothing at the mouth
hunched over from the weight of the world.
And in time, things change
outcomes, minds, people, goals
these are all things that time alters
that she throws on the wheel and molds.
Growth is painful, it is scary
and it is absolutely beautiful.
I was always the pessimist,
not so much now.
I look ahead to a horizon
filled with light, color and amazement
as if I were a child again
with a wonderment now that simply cannot be explained.