Poem a Day, Day 23

This challenge was to write on the passage of time or age. Here's my go...

The Great River Time


Time flows by like the swift current

of an eternal river

Time ebbs and flows, never warning

when it will speed up

Or when

it


will



slow.


Is this illusion?

I don't think so

We are the masters of reality

I just think most of us get it wrong

We cling to the bad times

While releasing the good


All the while resenting the

reality we create



-Justin M. Howe