Piece Of Time

Piece Of Time
By: Bryan Olson

There is an underlying thread that rides the wind passing over my frayed lips.
If you have a day open, I invite you to sit with me.
Share the essence of life with another in an effort to expand the perception we both possess.
Just stare into these eyes and offer up your silence if you feel that is all you can give.
Twenty four hours.
At this stage it is nothing close to a lifetime.
You may find me dancing on the tips of your eyelashes, or swimming in the water left in your ear.
A minute only lasts as long as we look at a piece of time.
In doing so, we find that there is only enough left to take on what we must.