Poetry: Time

by Liam

Time is marked by the ticking clock,

Or the pencil’s lyrics as they unlock,

Moments of realization where we belong,

Like a key to open perceptions strong.

Forward we charge, racing against time,

Chasing the moon and sun’s ascent and decline,

Time’s embrace, within which we are contained,

A beginning and an end, forever ingrained.

So where does it start, this journey we’re in,

Is it here or there, up high or within?

Or perhaps it’s the silence, in quietude still,

Where we are the truth, in Gods plan fulfilled.

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