time

Time, he’s timely and constant,
He waits for no man,
And he’s more expensive,
Than any substance on earth.

Time, he determines progress,
Fads and patterns wait on him,
And he’s more consistent,
Than any trendy trend that ever was.

Time, he shows no emotions,
Nor rationalisation either,
And the past, present and future,
Are meaningless themes of humanity.

Time, are you real or perceived?
We can’t see, hear, taste, touch or feel you,
And yet we sense you always.
Relativity’s breathe hinges on you.

Time, how do we define you?
A formless form or a form of formless?
A true and independent leader,
Every being and system depends on you.

Time, you are the ultimate judge,
Our deeds you rinse before our eyes,
Rich and poor, the famous and nameless,
And a few, you adorn with your lei.

Time, can you pause for a moment?
A step ahead, you always are,
We pant, trying to pace with you,
We can’t catch you, yet we try.