Time turns its pages without waiting for your voice
reminding you gently that surrender is also a choice
You want to skip ahead to the chapter without fear
yet the plot needs your heartbeat to keep the meaning clear
No rewind returns the first lines you crossed out
no fast-forward erases the years of doubt
Still the story glows in the margins somehow—
lit by the courage you gather now
Ink dries slowly on days that ache
but healing rewrites every heartbreak
And in the chapter you’re living breath by vow
you finally become the writer of now
So keep turning pages;the soul knows how