Send the skies a message:
“The time has come!”
Rain must pour and flood lives below,
Snow must melt and water must flow.
Thunder and Lightning must take over
Shaking all matter underneath them,
Striking fear into all living things.

Send the ground a message:
“The time has come!”
Plates must shift and unsettle all above,
Grass must burn and dust must blow.
Mudslides and Avalanches must collide,
Sweeping the land in front of them
Clearing the land into a blank canvas.

Send the lover a message:
“The time has come!”
Love must end and ruin every life,
Conversations must die and glances must fade.
Tears and Strength must descend,
Dampening the soul’s foundation,
Weakening the heart into hiding.

Send the parents a message:
“The time has come!”
Bills must be paid and debts control life.
Children must grow and adults must be born.
Distance and Love must expand,
Tangling every possible emotion within
Breaking boundaries to an unknown world.

Send the child a message:
“The time has come!”

T. Marina