Illusory Lantern

''Time; the crux of our spiritual candle. Squandered by labour, misplaced by trepidation, shadowed by irreverence and blinkered by the indolent. It remains our enemy, yet our entity; showering the ocean of life with pearls of matter, webs of autonomy and landscapes of fortitude. Time; one day will turn the light off and whisper good night - so wrap up warm for the long night ahead and retort with grace and promise... 'Until tomorrow my eternal friend'...''