I’m here
looking at the fire
notice how the tongues
devour seconds one by one
A long line of seconds
simply keeps on coming
they seem to have no end
but the moment they arrive, it is the end
Here, is a wall
standing strong and tall
a second’s brief glory
that’s all
Since creation long ago,
seconds wait in one long row
looking forward to be here
and when they do… simply disappear
Beyond here,
no second ever re-appear
only footprints of our memories
of what we did when it was here
Back there on our footprints
of memories in time
lie all the seconds
a long expired line
Every second comes
for us to grab and grow
We can take and use it
or simply let it go
Somewhere in the future
at the end of second line
the last one holds a banner
second’s end is nigh
We believe in Jesus
took His hand in love
a whole new world awaits us then
We’ll look at God first-hand
Now, we are still here in second-land!
To live!
Cause God is also here
holding our hand!