It is the one thing that is always there,
Always there in our lives,
It is both consistent and inconsistent.
Sometimes when things go badly
It just does not seem to move at all,
But when things are going well
It moves so quickly as if flying.
Time never stops,
It measures the length of our lives.
Those lives may have many years,
Or few seconds,
Each life is timed.
Flowing through our time,
Our time on this earth is our Spirit.
Our Spirit is always with us,
Never stops being with us,
Has always been there,
As it was before our birth.
As our earthly body ceases to exist
Our Spirit goes forward to infinity,
And as our Spirit goes on
We come to know
That time is irrelevant,
As there will be time no longer.