Heal in Time... continued

I love how things never stay grim for long. Weeks after being able to put into words the weight on my heart that had been lingering for too long, as I was reading over this poem, these words came to mind... I like to think they came from someOne greater that I :)
 

Wisdom found me in my times of trial to share with me an insight.

While it is impossible to change the rhythm of the song that Time makes,

To help me win at the game against Time,

She whispered to me this secret:

Make patience an art, Make Joy a lifestyle and Make Time a friend.