The rising sun marks break of day
Its zenith, we call noon.
Its setting brings the evening chill
And ushers in the moon.
The sundial charts its burning rays
Its pathway plotted out
Predicts the hour of every day
Beyond a shadow of a doubt!
Precious time, there’s none to waste
And so we set the staff
Inventing ways to track its passage
Clocks and chronograph
The mainspring and the pendulum,
The tall Grandfather clock
Becomes the heartbeat of the home
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The pocket watch with silver chain
Umbilical, life line
We spend our days; entire lives,
Winding our way through time
Time is time, it’s so precise
Ethereal and pure,
With a watch we always know the time
But when we’ve two, unsure!
Segal's law is
an adage that states:
"A man with a watch knows what time it is. A man with
two watches is never sure."
I haven't commented recently, but have been enjoying your recent creative efforts. This one is special, I love the various perspectives, and weirdly, while we are very aware of time, I think it just IS, and if it has some elemental, cosomlogic awareness, is completely indifferent to us and our concerns.
ReplyDeleteI hope all is well with your and yours. Give my very best wishes to all the guys.
Will do! Hope all is well with you. Thanks for dropping by.
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