Time is what it is until it is not and then it is no more
Life lives within those He created to adore
Knowing such is showing much grace can be in store
For those who see beyond the greed of just one day more
Desires confessed show more is less by those who adore
While all there is, there is for all, who know His grace store
Words will cease their vain increase when spoken no more
For not all words are deemed absurd by those who adore
Being uncouth and denying truth stops grace for ever more
And in this rhyme we’re soon out of time and time is no more