Re: Time
TIME
Time: the ether in which this universe hangs, cocooned,
burgeoning, waiting … for what? Armageddon or a new awakening?
Time: a stone tablet, an engraved ‘in memoriam’ marking the passage of days, decades, eons, ad infinitum.
Time: the unwritten page in a diary. Passed the beginning but, hopefully, a long way from the end.
Time: a Frankenstein creation that laughs in the face of it’s makers, and governs their dance on the thin ice of life.
Time: a cloud that cannot be caught and analysed, the entity for which there is no one pure and perfect definition.
Time: a myth, a phoenix rising from the ashes of imagination.
Time … does not exist!
© Silver Tabby 2020