Time

 The revealer, arbiter, leveler of time

you fall heavily, softly, slowly, you fall on us all

we are all allotted portions of your rare gifts, 

careful portions, spaces that seem to spawn and seem so small

we crawl and walk, some do not and fade

we walk and talk , but that portion is denied to orders

we talk and comprehend, while others fly into the abyss of the void

we know, grow and blossom, beautiful and strong,

we think and worry 

we worry and accept the fates, some broken, some fiery, some weary and jaded

we see the signs of the passing days, on our faces, on our hair, in the eyes of children, who start the same circle, we wait and rest, our weary bones, tired legs and long for days of the past.

our deaths are the comeuppance of living, we spent out time