Linger A Bit Longer

As the days compress,

And light makes quick work of its retreat,

As fall begins its fated descent,

Reminders abound that our hours are numbered,

And only One knows the time, the place, the reason.

That uncertainty is the only given,

Grants us permission,

To seize each day, or even just a moment,

And to linger a bit longer within it.

Exchanging clenched fists,

For the touch of another’s hand.

Surrendering ourselves completely,

And thereby finding life.

Peace

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