The eluding ghost of life is time itself

One quick breath sent to the past

A second of life whisked off the shelf

Nothing left but the shadow it cast

Our lives are but cascading seconds

Like rapid water spilling over falls

Live does not linger but quickly runs

Fleeting snapshots the mind recalls

Time moves steadily beyond our sight

It leaves us stumbling, always a step behind

Constantly reaching, always saying,” Not quite”

Our days are long and full inside our mind

But in our heart of hearts, we truly know

That the dust of living trails behind us all

Decaying seconds moving in an endless flow

Across the universe as tiny specks so small

We blink and all the seconds now have gone

Absorbed into the substance of the galaxy      

Into the cosmic climax we have been drawn

Now an intimate part of that evasive mystery