The surest thing I know about time, is that I don’t know anything.
It expands, contracts and stretches wide, intra-dimensionally.
Joy makes my clocks run faster, sorrow makes them slow.
Children and dogs make time flash by.
My lost ones spin out into spaceblack infinity.
Playing in my garden, stops time in its tracks.
Contemplating my first year asparagus,
Shoots me into the future.
Leave a Reply