Sometimes, Kids Want You To

You Have Peace," The Old Woman Said, "when You Make It With Yourself.

Ends Are For Yesterday, Not Tomorrows.

No One Gets Left Behind, Remember?

A Wind Blew, And The Sand Around His Drawing Scattered. He Wrapped His Fingers Inside His Wife's, And Father Time Rekindled A Connection He Had Only Ever Had With Her. He Surrendered To That Sensation And Felt The Final Drops Of Their Lives Touch One Another, Like Water In A Cave, Top Meets Bottom, Heaven Meets Earth. As Their Eyes Closed, A Different Set Of Eyes Opened, And They Rose From The Ground As A Shared South, Up And Up, A Sun And A Moon In A Single Sky.

Everything Man Does Today To Be Efficient, To Fill The Hour? It Does Not Satisfy. It Only Makes Him Hungry To Do More. Man Wants To Own His Existence. But No One Owns Time.