that ever elusive Time

We let Time fly by,
passing faster than we care to
believe,
we let it do its work,
let it take us where it's meant to
take us.
And it is good to stand here in the
living water that is our Time,
that flows ever on and over and through us
without us doing anything at all
and sometimes it feels like it's
killing us,
but we know it is true life in the end,
but we have responsibility
too.
Responsibility to grab hold of Time
and not let it slip away from us,
wasted.
To seize that ever elusive Time
and fill it,
and never leave it empty.
We can't sit here in our corners and
wait
for it to take us where it will,

or we will never get anywhere
at all.