I STARE AT THE CLOCK

Written by: RUDOLPH RINALDI

I STARE AT THE CLOCK
ON MY WALL
THE SECOND, MINUIT, AND HOUR HANDS 
MOVE AT DIFFERENT RATES 
SOME QUICKLY
SOME MORE SLOWLY
AND SOME APPEAR TO MOVE 
NOT AT ALL 

I GLANCE AWAY 
TO DO SOMETHING  
AND THEN COME BACK
I ALWAYS COME BACK

THE POSITIONS OF THE HANDS
ON THE CLOCK
ARE DIFFERENT FROM BEFORE 
BUT ARE THE SAME AS THOSE 
OF A PREVIOUS TIME AND DAY

OF MANY PREVIOUS 
TIMES AND DAYS 
THEY SEEM TO REPEAT 
BUT I AM NOT THE SAME
NOR IS ANYTHING ELSE 

THE CLOCK TRIES TO FOOL YOU 
IN BELIEVING 
THAT TIME REPEATS ITSELF
AND DOES NOT MOVE ON
AND THAT ONE DAY IS LIKE ANOTHER  

BUT ALL YOU NEED TO DO 
IS LOOK AT YOUR OWN HANDS 
AND THOSE OF OTHERS
TO REALIZE THAT TIME HAS MOVED ON 
THAT WE ARE NOT FIXED IN THE PRESENT
NOR ARE WE THE SAME AS YESTERDAY
NOR WILL WE BE THE SAME TOMORROW

THEN YOU COME TO REALIZE THAT
OUR HANDS SHOW THE PASSING OF TIME
BETTER THAN THE HANDS ON THE CLOCK
AND THAT 
THAT IS WHY WE PLACE OUR WATCHES 
ON THE WRIST ABOVE OUR HANDS
TO WATCH 
NOT ONLY THE TIME 
BUT THE PASSING OF TIME