A Time and a Place

There is a time and a place for almost everything I am convinced. A time to be here, a time to be there, and a time to stare. A time to give and to get and a time to forget. A time see and to feel and a time to be real. A time to think and to wonder and a time to make a blunder. A time to time to pee and to poo and a time to just be you. A time to find and to make and a time to break. A time to like and to love and a time to receive from above. A time to learn and to teach and a time to preach. A time to cry and to yearn and a time to earn. A time to hug and to kiss and a time to miss. Through all of these times there come with them certain places. They are understandably places in time. Or perhaps time in places. I am a wanderer. Wandering across lands and worlds. Seeing, feeling, touching, being. I am man. I have been perplexed by the lives of many to only at some distant time find their lives in myself. How far must I need to go. How long do I need to sow? At this moment I am trivial in my thinking of life. The times and places consume and presume themselves in a thought of good fortune. As for this time I will lose myself in the reality of China as I embark on the journey of TIME in a PLACE of dreams.

McKay

Inspired by Ecclesiastes 1:1-11