Aeon Echos
This time extends beyond the hours limiting
and by a seconds measure
adds the tempo reverberating
echos
listening to the beating heart of stars
Universal out breathing
seems slow motion in eternity
boundless by it’s velocity
blurs in my vision
the invisible wings of a bumble bee
Time to its end is beginning
becoming
time by it’s confines of minutes
makes this senseless
echo
eventually I am told
the timeless
will end
So there above me
in the silence of infinity
hangs there a ticking clock
and from moment to moment in an instant
remains unchanged
Time by any other standard
remains nonexistent
if this great galactic wheel
should judge life by its own pulse
and still in its echo
count the hours
And so by each days separation
each years numerical definition
tally the Aeon
in the calendar of counting stars
Do you know where you are
It asks me
Or by the steady flow of gears and springs
and yesterdays urgency in this mornings alarms
find yourself calculating years
does eternity whisper into your ears
can I soothe and comfort all your fears
tactile property reach me gently
I am waiting
I am here
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2019
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