God's Eternity

These days come,

    like a ticking clock

    constantly moving.

Behind I run,

    never ahead,

    not fast enough.

Wishing for more,

    minutes and hours,

    days and nights.

Always knowing,

    days are fleeting,

    few left ahead.

 

Much still to do,

    slowly embracing,

    the left undone.

One day soon,

    the last tick ticks,

    leaving what's left.

What I've done,

    remembered briefly,

    soon forgotten.

Here for a moment,

    there forever,

    God's eternity.