-- Time --
by John Herlihy
Time has no senses
Perpetual, relentless
It builds no fences
Considered boundless
Time has no sight
The past, the future -- blind
There in darkness and light
Neither merciful, nor kind
Time has no smell
Running forward on little feet
Ancient histories to tell
Todays’ future to meet
Time has no taste
Seconds to minutes measured
Always on time, never in haste
Minutes to hours treasured
Time has no sound
As quiet as panther paws
Ever silent, ever profound
Ever following ancient laws
Time hears nothing
The clock hears not its tick
Time listens to everything
As flame burns on its wick
Time beats as a heart
As rhythmic as a metronome
On its journey ready to depart
Under the blue celestial dome
Time has no end
Lost in the folds of eternity
Only we otherwise pretend
Adrift in layers of mystery
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Sunday 28 July 2024