From the title, the poem says! We are unfinished beings who are made as we live. Is time our worst enemy? Yes, I think so. Surely if we had more time, we could live longer and make more mistakes. That last stanza stops me in the fact that time is the great sculptor!!! Beautiful image. Time has sculpted our body, our face, but also our spirit. Many hugs, Eric!
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Thank you Nancy. Yes, time is the great deceiver, and I think that's why it's so dangerous. We think we have forever. When we come to understand our true mortality is when we're born the second time and each moment becomes more precious. I hope you're having a great week! It's barely above zero here but the sun is shining so that makes a difference. : )