Time and the Rite of Passage

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The Time has come

once again

when the

seasons change,

To inquire the

leaden burdens

that Time

shall maintain:

"What comes of days

that come and pass?

If tomorrow ends

will it be the last?

What shall come of

older days

of weary,

fading,

gray?"

Age would seem to

be a boat;

Time an

endless sea;

Life the fare that

we all pay to

venture

finitely,

"So what of tides

that rise and die?

What comes of fares

that do not suffice?

Is age the boat

or distance

traveled on

Time's

sea?"

Time seems to hold

many secrets...

... Or rather

many truths.

Time is a rite

of passage...

... that we have

no right to.

Easily removed,

yet never freed,

from Time's grasp:

you and me.

Never waste a

day of Time

- a lesson

learned as

so.

"Remember:

older days that

were very

simple;

their magic

never fades.

Gather:

all the truths that

Time shall conceal;

they shall

lead the way.

Obtain:

from failing hands

a burning torch

that lights the way;

you must bear its Flame.

Right the wrongs that

threaten Good

and promise

me this

so."

I am still learning...

... I was tought by you.

I promised to do right...

... Now I write a truth:

If I right a

wrong, I save today;

if I teach you how,

tomorrow is saved.

Tomorrow ends

in just one way:

we fail to

act

today.

"Very well. So

this is your plan?"

Yes. This way, I

will make things right.