Don’t have the time

To wine and dine

Or seek to replace

The missing pieces

No, there’s no time

To even fantasize

On all the dreams

Of having it whole

And all this time

Bee’s making honey

Seeds grown to trees

Thickening the forest

Some needing time

Since they got a mind

With which to make

Brand new miracles

Would use this time

Had it been right

To do absolutely nothing

But enjoy monumental memories

Now out of time

Even those fade

With a wild swiftness

In wonder filled synergies.

Ria – circa 2008