The Clock of the Heart (an attempt at poetry)

if people were braver, they would look beyond the pain and sadness of endings

most times people create new beginnings after something ends

endings don’t bother me too much and i don’t bother much with beginnings either

i’m all for the natural course of things, the seamless existence

things don’t need to end if you don’t want it to, that’s what i’ve always believed…

some people get stuck on endings and beginnings

i much prefer middles, where things really transpire

where the power to live resides

its where i can accelerate, elevate

i don’t long for endings and i don’t look forward to beginnings

these things just hum on my brain while i’m busy in the now

i welcome the spikes and the booby traps that i come across

i thrive on the challenge and i don’t let up

running into dead ends is all a part of the race

the trick is not to set boundaries and to claim every territory

to own it and to leave a mark

everyday is beautiful because i am there to live it

nobody knows how long it would last, this ability to see every new day

it’s god’s most precious gift

the seconds, the minutes, the hours that he allows me to live my life,

to be in the race

i’ve been around for a while and the beauty of it all is that

i may be around a lot longer just as easily as i may not last beyond today

so every minute of every hour of every day should be embraced fully like a longed for lover…

ps: now boy george may be a washed up addict but there is one song of the culture club that somehow stuck to me, bit of an anticlimax for this passage I've just put here, with the words:

in time it could've been so much more, cuz time is precious i know i

in time it could've been so much more but time has nothing to show me

cuz time won't give me time

and time makes lovers feel like they got something real

but you and me we know we got nothing but time

and time won't give me time...