"My own time"



My eyes have seen a millions things,
feeling so weak and tired
chances over chances,
missed by those who never learned,
to catch the pull,
and try riding the dragons wings …

The ticking of the clock,
reminds me every day,
making the most of now,
live more intensely,
not to go lost somewhere,
insensible and cold somehow …

That’s why I’m leaving all behind …

That’s why I’m taking …

My own time …
feeling home,
feeling safe,
my spear and shield,
my peace of mind …

My own time …
watching the hours,
passing by – floating by,
when life starts to reveal,
all mysteries ever known,
being my rhythm and my rhyme ...


Copyright: Achim Tober

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