Time is an Ocean

Time is an ocean ,it comes in waves,
Non linear and unpredictable.
Lapping and ebbing incessantly,
Memories mix with fantasies
In previews of tomorrow.

Time’s tidal pools reek of fecundity.
Life in full bloom, in full cycle.
Birth through death, and back again…
Dreams, memories and reflections,
Flotsam on the tides of time,

Suspended in time, the seeds of eternity
Will sprout when waiting is ripe.
Ecclesiastes in a reggae rap.
A time to sow and reap
Like the Rasta Man said.