Treat each day as if it were your very last

reflecting first on the present then the past.

Keep in mind that every hour passes very fast

into a fading sunset of colors appearing so vast.

Upon all of us like an audience we wait in our seats

for a performance from many will eventually be beat.

Against the power that keeps us sustained and in line

strong yet seperated like the trees of the norfolk pine.

To our surprise discover upon the greatest gift of all

stumbling through into one another trying to get to the wall.

We find that the time wasted yelling for answers to be heard

have gone unheard because of our voices were mere words.

to the One who hears our wishes to come true and really matter

let us look where our hearts hold on to and not so much chatter.