The clock ticks,
I embrace my responsibilities.
I might win or lose.
I learn a lesson
I am propelled forward.
The baby steps made me walk for a lifetime
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Time blessed my existence
I am a wheel of soul
I have a trace of time,
The passing years made me grow
The towering thoughts do not make a man
The lowering heart and sharing deeds care enough.
Yesterday seems like an eternity
The flash back brings immediate present
Future is not feared and the fear exists not
Is imagination a future?
Is creativity a deed?
Questions arise like swarming bees
Making honey before their life ends.
The task that I accomplish can be universal forever.