I don’t have time

by walterdoege

do you have time?…I don’t have time…time is not my property…nor your’s…I sense I do live in time, that closeness of time and living, time and life…if not, where I could purchase time?, or rent time?, or sell time?,…to whom I must address my demand?…I don’t have time…I try to spend the time joyously…I try to enjoy the time gratefully…I try to share the time with you, reader…if I do write, I also write for you…this way, we can share the time in a lovely way…and spend the time toghether…going further…to good futures…no one must be slave of time…I am not master of time…I try to just live in time…time is not of mine…time is our common ground…I guess we…me and you…we are time…we don’t have time…the invitation to spend the time joyously…ever near heart invitation…I feel time as an ever opportunity…to live and send praises to human goodness…sometimes I long for old days…sometimes I long for another time…but the invitation is to spend trustful and joyously the time…now…like children do…like some wise way to spend the time lovely…I don’t have love, I do love…you too