Time
Always watched and regarded
Ever sought as it's departed
Inquired about, looked at often
Only ignored when inside our coffin
Perception might be the key
It is wise if we take heed
Once began, it will not stop
Like King Sisyphus and his rock
Through it, all will come to rot
With money it cannot be bought
At moments futile, it always wins
A steady path with no end
What's it like beyond the veil
I guess only time will tell
Copyright © Crystol Woods | Year Posted 2024
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