The waves of time

Restless now the waves of time

seeking so to make it known

it’s moving quicker to the start

of new and better days.

I wait a woman humbled by

this flow of desperate means

that brings within a need

to know where I’m going to.

But silence follows all my days

and shadows me at night

to make it seem I’m cut adrift

from my destiny.

To ask of time is not to get

for who can speak to one not fixed

within a limited concept

but always I’m in sync with time

and restless toss until I find

I’m in the new and better!