T I M E
Time turns its wheel,
The pace exceeding comfort. Yet,
The world has proceeded
Complacent.
Time transitions with insistence
Between raging waterfall and, for a distance,
whispering river. Ever changing path and
Speed.
Time moves, impatient,
Its inhabitants – unaffected-
Even while questioning
Existence.
Copyright © Evan Thomas | Year Posted 2012
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