No such thing as time

There is no such thing as time Only stacked moments and bundled thought I live in a world hung in emptiness Where sight is few and far between It’s night, the brook babbles with no audience The crickets chirp for the moon I hear the tree frogs song There is no such thing as time I would guess it feels like wind Or the speeding and slowing of heartbeats Still I see nothing My woe knows the worst, however There is no reason to cry when I cannot see my fears There is no such thing as time Therefore no such thing as life So if life does not begin, it never ends