Time
Time In the silence of the inner workings of the mind The clocks hand spins quickly As time swiftly moves yesterday into today and grinds To rapidly move time into tomorrow It's an expeditious game of moments. And so this ride as it flies high as a thunder cloud and faster than the speed of light Takes me always by surprise and to great heights Broadening this humanizing experience Keeping rhythm with passing instance And all the while, enclosed tightly inside my intellect. With awesome grandness of the future comes Always forecasted by what most uncertainly hums We blindly proceed with the most unnecessary caution As the gestures of the universe Fall into play And this rapid game of unconfined moments Perpetually primed pieces that last for all of eternity, yet the bestowment So transparent yet with unknown complexity Shall come and then go At peace or at not. Time at each juncture requires no justification While movement to each instance is the one true certain in life's ab...