A Ripple

Time is a ripple

That slowly expands

It knows no end

Nor where it began;

It’s light and dark

Good and bad

It’s a wrinkled face

Sad, happy or mad;

It offers no excuses

It merely exists

A vessel for a journey

We cannot resist;

A transformative trip

From young to old

With lessons learned

And epic stories told;

Time is there

As a helpful guide

So, stop counting the seconds

And enjoy the ride