Time
Time cannot exist without movement.
Movement cannot exist with out matter.
Time is merely man's invention,
Just a means of keeping track of motion,
In our lives,
Much like counting gray hairs,
On our head.
Years are no more than a measure,
Of earth's movement aroung the sun.
Light-years are the same,
Just longer,
Measured out in particle-waves.
But matter and energy interchange,
And without them time would not exist.
What then is the constant?
Other than the mind.
Could it be the soul?
Copyright © James Rudd | Year Posted 2009
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