And Time the Wheel Keeps Turning Steadily

The season is changing gradually
A few raindrops a few red leaves at play
As autumn arrives incrementally

I go out to embrace late summer's day
Only to have autumn gently remind
Me what the calendar says presently

The future slips forward the past behind
And time the wheel keeps turning steadily
It turns as a beautiful carousel

A riddle now demonic now divine
Sometimes it is heaven and sometimes hell
Nonetheless beautiful always to me

I ride the wheel and find it suits me fine
Enjoy your ride and see you ride it well
For we must pay for that which we will see

We ride forever but no one rides free

+Steven Curtis Lance



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