The years seem lost,
and time stands next to us.
As we look into the past,
time will look into our eyes.
Probably trying to find out,
what is bothering us.

Time is not just in the past,
it is also in the future.
The time that is yet to come,
not the time what we think is lost.

And yet, we labor on the futile,
irrecoverable,
the years that are lost.

Time can sense us,
it knows that we are unhappy,
it knows we feel bad.

When I went through a depression,
so young in my late twenties.
I did not know it was called ‘depression’,
I just felt empty.

Someone told me back then,
someone who knew my dad.
My dad used to say,
“time will heal all wounds”.

I repeated…
“time will heal all wounds”.
“time will heal all wounds”.

I know he did not come up with that quote,
But he believed it to be true.
Today he was not alive,
He died very young, He was 45.
His words were passed on to me,
through some other person.

We don’t need to be alive,
to pass on what we think.
We can inspire people even after we are gone,
we can also plant despair in people,
equally well !

Time stands next to us,
Looks us in our eyes.
Time is all we have,
we have time, and
we will lose time.

We are time !