Time, the Divine


I would like to think that time could be mine

To touch, to feel, to play, pause and rewind

I could be the one that they call divine

And live to see the days I’ve left behind


I’d stroll its sandy shores seeking treasure

That once before enchanted ev’ry soul

While its waves lap at my feet in pleasure

And so, I would make the tides of time roll


I’d stay forever young and beautiful

Singing praises to all that life evolved

And learn all that I could to stay truthful

To find answers to all that is not solved


But then I’d not see you change hue to hue

In time that is most beautiful to you.




Jonathan Malan

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