“ Shades ” ~ of an instant ~

There is a bend

In every road

That lies ahead,

Which I envisage

Observe in time,

As  gods but lend

A meagre shade,

Of fleeting instant

Said be a lifetime,

They hypothecate

Up to ebbing tide,

So make ye haste

For one more taste,

As life pulls nearer

To its fated last reside!