Each second grows a minute
flooding through my life
Washing time away,
Moments gone forever.

Passenger habits create holes
and parasite hours
in my soul,
Meaning has been sunk
in digital vegetation
Where everything
seems so distant hard
And electronic ethereal.

Then God speaks,
"I want to spend time
with you."

Starting Thoughts: God just wants to be with us, creating with us, loving with us, living with us - when do we get it?
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