Life is timeless without the hand of the clock
to rescue us from death.
And how can it be so precious,
if it can not give us breath.
To keep alive our love,
as well as our burdened souls?
It’s like an ocean tide
whenever it may come to roll.
Only our paths chosen by
our God of endless care
will be the paths of life
that we shall come to bear.
So once again I say to you
there is no time in life.
For it’s only a word to capture
those who hold the knife.

8-31-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)