I wake up and you’re already gone. Moving.
I reach for you but you’re just outside my grasp. I look for you, but only catch glimpses —never a clear image.
I tell myself I’ll catch up, that next time I’ll move faster, think less, wake sooner.
Even when I rush, I still can’t catch you.
But I long for you. I need you. I can’t exist without you.
You’re precious and irreplaceable, but I can’t seem to find a way to keep you —you’re always slipping through, fragile and untouchable.
You’re always a step ahead, and I have to watch my feet. I rush toward you only to push you farther away.
When will you be close to me again? When will you be mine?
I need a break, but the search is all-consuming. I can’t slow down or you’ll leave me forever.
We only get one chase.
TIME
The one thing we can’t bargain with, earn back, or stretch. We don’t know how much of you we get —only that it’s never enough. You’re the only commodity we can’t control, yet we spend our lives trying to.
The world tells us to use you efficiently, to fill every second, to make you profitable. But I don’t think we were meant to live that way —to chase you, beg for more of you, or lose you to things that are consuming and hollow.
So use caution. And be careful where you spend it.
Time is a finite resource. There are no returns, no exchanges, no deposits.
Once it’s gone, it’s gone.
Until next time…
Jenn,
Thank you. It's beautiful! Time, so precious!
That was so beautiful. Thank you for sharing.