For every minute, the future is becoming the past.
Thor Heyerdahl
Like scenes racing by the window
Or drops falling to the earth
Like words sleeping in the pages already read
Or the scent of long forgotten roses drifting on the air
Yes- time goes past
and leaves in its wake
the now
and we grab it put it on just like a cloak
and we never let it slip away
That is now
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Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go into such and such a
town and spend a year there and trade and make a profit”— yet you do
not know what tomorrow will bring. James 4:13
