It is Time

I thought I had something to say. I thought it would be beautiful and bold. I thought the words would flow again as in the days of old.

I thought it was time.

I think too much.

I felt a burning in my lungs. I felt a burning deeper still. I felt it burning in my soul with every step upon that hill.

I felt it was time.

I feel it much, much more.

I saw the past before my eyes. I saw the future pass me by. I saw but didn't dare to dream something else was there.

I saw it was time.

I see clearly.

I think I want to share. I think that some might care. I think, but do I dare?

I think too much.

I thought it was time.

I feel my pain. I feel its drain. I feel intensely, acutely, miraculously sane.

I feel it much, much more.

I felt it was time.

I see my self. I see with eyes of stealth. I see what looks a lot like health.

I see clearly.

I saw it was time.

It is time.