Every breath we take
Is diluted in a mix
Of time and passage
To only a place time spent can know.
But maybe time really has no place
And is simply motivated by the Challenge
Or chase
To catch eternity.
Time consumes everything
And somewhere on the way to forever
All that will be left is time.
A dual affect,
Reflection of time gone by
And a time to come,
Even the keeper of time must rewind
Time and time again.
To keep it going,the illusion,
That time is ours to keep
For just a lttle more time
