I think of time moving forward
Ever so slowly
I think of time standing still
I think of time
As if it were
A thing
Of itself
As if it were
A force ravaging
My body
My memories
I think of time
As if it were
A thing
Of itself
As if it were
A force ravaging
My body
My memories
O’er gentle time
In nature’s flow
The lightest rain
Must downward go
Each wave believing
It will roll on forever
When I return
To pick them up
They are no longer
The same moments
As the years proceed
The man I was
Drifts further
And further
Into the shadows
Until, in the mirror
There is only
The man who is
I love the way time
And the elements enhance
Its beauty
Its value
Of a battle
And a castle
Shrouded in grey
But
For fires
Raging
And my loved one
There
Life threatened
Where every thundering wave
Takes me back
Ten thousand years
To a time before industry
To a time before capital
To a time before government
To a time before language
To a time before consciousness
To a time before life
Like the dragonfly caught
In amber
From a time
No words remember