Time has one goal, it leads to death,
'twill never cease till our last breath.
This shell is lent, time takes its toll,
it leads to death, time has one goal.
To freeze my thought, fate's finger points,
I wonder why my doom anoints.
What have I sold, what have I bought?
Fate's finger points to freeze my thought.
Is there a plan, is life a joke,
am I a pawn a jest to soak?
Is time a maze or ditch to span,
is life a joke, is there a plan?
As I have found time is profound,
it marks our steps to Holy ground.
If one looks up beyond fate's mound,
time is profound as I have found.
Time is a test, it's not a jest,
it's not a jest, time is a test.
R.Owen 18/08/2022
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Author Notes
Swap quatrain sonnet
A swap quatrain as 8 syllables per line, per quatrain, aabb rhyming and takes the first line from each stanza, and reverses that narrative in the fourth line of each stanza. with a two line swap
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Psalm 16:10
Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will dwell securely. For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol, nor will You let Your Holy One see decay. You have made known to me the path of life; You will fill me with joy in Your presence, with eternal pleasures at Your right hand.
Berean Standard Bible Download
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