Clock With No Hands

Clock With No Hands There has to be a single place Where you may just sit Somewhere between the land and space Somewhere time does not have a permit I want just to sit on a shore and think With the stress of life left far behind Where reality rests before me on the brink A life that everyone has always pined A land where clocks have no hands There is no reason to know the time Because the world has no demands No conflict and only a peacetime But that land could not exist It is only a dream that so many dream Someday that dream will be missed And the peace will be farther away than it seems