The Minutes of Time
The Minutes of Time
After the seeds of reality have been sown
in the garden of life, memories of friends
and family will be grown and recorded by
the minutes of time.
When the cold comes, or when the water
is rare, the plant’s branches will die or
the ground will be empty and bare.
Then the wind blows over new seeds.
Even it the old plant is gone, the memory
of its glorious blooms will still be there.