Time passes like an ocean breeze

Time passes like an ocean breeze...
Do you sit idle and let it pass?
Waste!
Moments are created with action...
Decision.
Commit.

Yet the breeze is meant to be felt.
Balance on the beam of air.
Grasp the passing invisibility and appreciate drifting through the ether.
The scales fight to pull the other side up. 
Life is commencement and cessation...
With time weaving 'tween.