Pilgrims in Zurich

Time stands still for no man;
and everything takes up time, some more than others.
Sometimes, things don't take up time;
but they stall time.
In any case, time is lost.
And time is always precious,
in the perspective of the finity of our universe.

We always have time to play,
or to work.
We also have time to read our bibles,
or to study.
We have time to pray;
and to not pray.

Time stands still for no man;
and everything is lost in time.
We have time to play; but play is forgotton.
We have time to read our bibles,
but knowledge is futile.
We have time to pray,
but we don't always do it.
We have time not to pray,
and we do it more often than not.

Everything is lost in time.
The birds, the skies.
You and Me.

Everything is lost in time.
Our memories, our experiences.
Or to us; even the prayers we say.

Everything is lost in time,
Everything but God, that is.
God who remembers the birds and the skies
The God who remembers you and me,
our experiences; and even the prayers we say;
Or don't say at all.