Time
TIME
Something you can’t see nor feel
Something you can’t hear.
But something certainly real
TIME is always here.
Is it stationary and stable?
No, though we may have that notion
Can’t confine it to a table.
For it essentially defines motion.
As in “long time ago”
We say time is past and gone’
But then we often know
And say” the time is yet to come”
It seems to be a paradox
When the future becomes the past
Putting the present in a box
A moment time stands still at last.
We say, “How long will it last?”
Length?; does time have dimension?
If so, has it a shadow to cast?
No, ‘tis an abstraction., that’s my contention.
Time, the great enabler,
As recorded in earth’s journal,
Allows happenings to occur’
Ranging from instant to eternal.
Time can go fast
But as you and I know,
When it never seems to pass
Time can be so slow.
“Time’s too short, it takes too long”
But it can’t be both: is something wrong?
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