As Time Goes By

E.J. Waling

As time
goes by.
The path
narrows.
Slope
increases.
Pace
slows.
Mist
forming.
Flowing.
Morphing
fog like.
Thickening.
Unsteady.
Body
bends.
Rugged
road
ahead,
yet to
transverse.
At this
time
daunting.
Journey’s
weight
taking
its toll.
Less
relevant.
Losing
control.
Those
nurtured
now in
charge.
And
so it
goes.

  • Author: E.J. Waling (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 17th, 2026 10:05
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 3


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