Time is the Master,
Love is the Mistress.
With Time we have our ultimate love/hate relationship.
Time carves us out and weathers us like the wind works on sandstone;
Time is Head Architect,
But subject to the laws of the Universe,
And beyond.
Time understands nothing.
Coiled within Time's double helix,
We look up and down and through,
But the ever-changing view keeps going in and out
of focus.
The lens of our deficient eye,
The clunky machinations of our clumsy brains,
Despite their esp of other dimensions,
Stuck as they are,
Can only " see " in one.
With Time we have our ultimate love/hate relationship.
Time carves us out and weathers us like the wind works on sandstone;
Time is Head Architect,
But subject to the laws of the Universe,
And beyond.
Time understands nothing.
Coiled within Time's double helix,
We look up and down and through,
But the ever-changing view keeps going in and out
of focus.
The lens of our deficient eye,
The clunky machinations of our clumsy brains,
Despite their esp of other dimensions,
Stuck as they are,
Can only " see " in one.