time draws these lines upon our face

but there is a place that it cannot reach

deep inside our soul

so that internal flame that makes us glow

burns bright as long as we grow in wisdom and in days

for it takes time to research a book

and if it is worthy of the time it took

then it will reflect one thing

time changes me but it doesn’t own me

what effects it has on the outside

should peel away the layers that hide

my true nature and your true nature, which is love

these hands are spotted and turned

but they can hold and they can console

we may lose a petal here and there

but we are still flowers