And so life continues,
the seconds tick by turning into minutes,
hours and days never losing their rhythm.
Time is an odd sensation,
we cannot touch it, drink it or eat it,
yet still it marches on
whether we watch the clock or not.
Our only visual signs of times passage,
day turning to night,
back to day once again.
The travels of our sun and moon,
stars at night floating through the black.
The clock ticking on the wall,
a man-made device to show it's passing.
Man's need to count the days means little
when you think of how many days there are.
No man will ever see them all,
nor count to include the final one.
We name the days, give them numbers,
all meaningless in the passage of time.
One day none of us will be here
to recollect this passage through time.
It will be someone else’s turn
to ponder the meaning of times rhythm
©2011 Trevor Litchfield
So true, an interesting look at this subject of time.
ReplyDeleteDid you know there are some Aboriginal Cultures that don't believe in past or future only present... I have trouble grasping that concept. But you always give me thoughts to ponder.
Rx