Time is a moderator that prevents everything from happening all at once. The seeds we plant today need the grace of time to become what we hope. Time carries our hope with it, and we learn to rest in the waiting and dance in the waiting.
This world may be in a rush to meet production outputs, deadlines and other self-constructed outcomes. But if we can find a playground of our own, we find a space where we are free to be and to dream new futures for ourselves. In such a space, the world has no hold on us. Only in such a space, do we truly respect what time can bring, so long as we do our part today.
This is the 9th of my 40 #MettleofMen artworks, an inquiry into the mettle - the staying power - of men.
