Hello, Elusive Time

I must catch up with Time
Always running, always on the move
Not a moment of rest
May I not have Time to move
At my pace?

Every stroke of the hands
Twenty and four hours
Fourteen hundred and forty minutes
A countdown to an inevitable end
Like an unending circle
An unstoppable merry-go-round

I must race with Time
To elongate my life
To tick every passion off the list
The more I race, the faster it moves
Like an elusive target
On my journey

An epiphany!
Must I race with Time
Being an integral part of the universe
As much as I?
Every moment must be meaningful
If I go at my steady pace
Making my journey worthwhile

Oh Time,
You must do your thing
While I do mine
Our paths must cross and align
Like crystal stars in a night-dark sky
For such is life
Yet I must enjoy my journey
At my pace.

When I'm alone with my thoughts, I often come up with the weirdest things. Sometimes they don't make sense, but I try to make sense of them! Like the concept of Time, I find it to be an intriguing subject so I composed this poem.

What meaning do you make of these verses? I'll gladly welcome your thoughts in the comments.

Thank you for visiting my blog.

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