Looking For Time

Looking for time on roads causes wonder Where will they lead, here, there or under Possibly an object to hold in the hand But seeming more nebulous flowing like sand It's threads are woven to sunlight and gold With power that moves stars in heavens untold It is unseen with strength so great Worlds it does crumble, worlds it does make What is its virtue, from where has it come Where will it go in a moment or none Has as it's prisoners those small and great Nothing escapes it, all must on it wait It can't be captured and placed in a jar Is it here, or there, can it be far It spools unseen for all to have wonder Without its dominion be all cast asunder Traveling back is forever disavowed Forward the only law that's allowed Heavens are clockwork run by its measure When it has ended all is lost, gone forever Darkness would cover worlds such as this Creation would perforce cease to exist Such is called time but none see or hear it It brings the workings of all who know it If the unwary would seek where it goes Find them it's fabric solely in black holes This is the nature of that force called time A word well known but not yet defined Tomorrow never comes It is always tomorrow