Death still hasn’t found its way to knock on my door
So before I hit the floor
Let’s dance once more
And appreciate that health will tango with us for an encore
How many grains of sand to pass the second hand?
The weight out-spans another chance
Still
Opportunities advance like expansive plans
In theory…, lands
Like never seeing a flying dragon 🐉 in the flesh
Yet, seeing a dragon fly through the mesh
Giant eras intertwined and I’m onto the next
Show me the moves with vanity
it’s coming through to me like second nature uncannily
How candidly
A rhapsody
Makes me wanna lay in your sandbox happily
and let the rest of time slip away
So how much sand does it cost to buy the upper hand?
Not to waste time
I’m saving time
To buy time
For a day we’ll need a timeless plan
