Time

It never ceases
It never stops
It never slows down
It never speeds up

There's never enough of it when you need it
There's to much of it when you don't want it

It marches along unhindered by love, hate, worries, distractions
A steady cadance that never lets up or hesitates

It has no beginning
It has no end
It just is

We wish we could go back in it
We wish we could go foward in it
But we are always in the now

Time. What can you do but go with the flow?!