Time is an enemy... of those who fear

the things they do not know

It's an ever growing burden

of more things they can't control

To them it's boundaries as sure as stone

one edge their birth the other unknown.

When young we run for time's our friend

When one is young time is no fence

that stops us short with life half spent

But as years go by all see an end

not clear... but still as sure as stone

It does not surprise the one who thinks

that older people slow their gait and

look around... and now.. can wait.

At times closing their eyes to turn and view

the horizons of their past

The mirage of memories has no bound

'til fading eyes reopen

seeing times boundary ever closer

Some lose their hope they only fear

the things they do not know

An ever growing burden of the

things they can't control

I too know time, I respect its pace

how it meters pain and joy

But I don't fear the great unknown

though death is a mystery that commands respect

it is a force at work in all we see

Time has many beginnings

mine more personal to me

but important to my family...

and the friends I know and see

But time's end is not a boundary

not the last word or final look

It's just a doorway to eternity

through which every soul must pass

the exit of time's cycle

I pray that what you've done will last.

~Calvin Bergsma