Time (The Fourth Dimension)

n3 and One

is

Time

And

The rhyme

We live in living

As those before and after

Form riddles

And

Sometimes

Shouldn’t....

Time

Heals, steals and flies...

Makes, brakes and bakes

More time...

In time

He, she, they

The makers of ideality

Of reality

Sentinels of memory,

Have seen;

A circus, a gypsy, a trap, a wreck, a playground carousel, a tempest, a shallow stream or a fathomless river, an equal share, a miser’s stare, toss of the coin or a currency in fixed parameters ...

Time the teacher

 and the school

and a golden needle

threading through impressions left of unparalleled

beauty

to re-craft new cloth.

And for me,

We

For then

And now

And after

Time is ours

And

Ours is

Time

And we belong to the past and the future and

Now

A new story

Awaits

Don’t be late

For time

Oh love xx,