Him.
Him.
He is all.
He is one.
He knew what would happen when time was done.
Time.
The time we live in does not last forever.
So how can one say that we will always be together?
It’s not a gift.
It’s not a thing you can treasure.
Time is…
Love.
Ohhh, love.
Some say that love is wonderful.
Some say love is painful.
Love is majestic.
Love is kind.
But above all love surpasses time.
Truth.
What is truth?
Truth is not fact.
A fact is proof, and proof of love is unseen.
Time is seen in every which way.
Except in his way.
For you see he who knows truth, knows love.
For he who knows love, knows that it can never be proven.
Ultimately, he who knows time, knows it just is…
His, and he is one.
He is all.
He is…Him.
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PonchandraMG
I am Maya Griffin, a Psychology major, as well as a SUNY student enrolled in the New York State University program, currently as a Sophomore attending SUNY Cortland. My passion has always been creative writing, theater, ceramics and the arts. I will graduate in 2016, with my Bachelors degree in the Arts, and earn my Masters Degree at an Accredited Graduate school in North Carolina. I plan to become a Middle School guidance counselor for young children. Giving and assisting those other than myself has always been important to me. Especially expressing yourself in the most unique of ways, like poetry! Thank you.
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