Time

I am Time. I am the hours, the minutes, the seconds The numbers that you humans choose to define me as I am the force behind the rain, behind the sun sinking and rising The force behind night falling and pink-streaked dawn awakening I am the eternal thundering river that you are all swimming in or floating on in your strange life-boats Though some of you choose to drown in me I am water, slipping through your fingers though I am never frozen, always flowing when I rush forward, you are left with only droplets of me Only memories I create through my many eras And I destroy Crumble entire civilisations Reduce proud castles to dust I bring music to silence, morning to night But despite all this, I too bow before Him The Timeless One Who holds Time in his hands like a plaything The One you humans call God. For He is the crackling fire, the blazing flames the logs and the ash, the shimmering heat And I, mighty Time? Only the wispy smoke.