by mandaceehb

Passing moments

Ticking seconds

I gaze out the window

The Earth rotates

The clouds slowly drift by


What entity

Controls this abstract force

That leads us through each day

Regardless of whether we are aware

Or oblivious


What entity

Controls these acts of mischief

The ability to snatch away what we have

In an instant

The ability to drag and prolong our worst encounters

The ability to manipulate our emotions

For with time, we love more deeply

And with time, we forget


Who would understand

The relationship between time and fate

Closely intertwined

Perhaps like the clouds and the sky?


Yet ever-changing


I release my grip on the windowsill

And step away


As whispered thoughts linger in the stale breeze