

Day 31/365
Time forever changing things they never stay the same
it's like the rules are like the clouds
changing all within the game.
Nothing is quite reachable
although we think the same
feeling deep within the soul
the feeling cannot be named.
Ticking clocks and party fray
finding days to be exclaimed
never-ending ways to play
even we are being trained.
Then there comes a time
the aging cannot be contained
the journey's been sublime
no reason to be afraid.
What a beautiful poem and image. Thank you