-- Time’s Heartbeat --
By John Herlihy
Time beats steady,
We are seldom ready.
Time always baits,
But time never waits.
The future comes fast,
Disappears in the past.
The past was once present,
The present was once future.
The future dreamed into the present,
The present cursed into the past.
Who can fully understand,
The extent of time’s reprimand.
If only to live out our destiny,
Without the anxiety of time.
The ticking breaks the solitude,
Knocking on the door of loneliness.
The rhythm of time’s beat,
Mimics the rhythm of the heartbeat.
When time finally slows down,
We stare in wonder and look around.
When time will finally disappear,
Never again in its cycle to reappear.
When time’s heartbeats no longer peel,
Eternity will finally its mystery reveal.
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(c) John Herlihy 13 October 2018
The past, the present and the future walked into a bar. It was tense.
Love ya!
Jane
Keep on ticking (but don't let the bomb go off!) ;-)
Ron
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