he always hoped
to save time
hoarded it
close to his heart
the tickings
soothed him
the swayings
moved him
he was safe
between minutes
and seconds
but measure by measure
he lost the leisure
that keeps our life
interesting
in his quest
for order and reason
he lost all meaning
and the seasons
left him behind
dust doesn't wait
for anyone
over time
(end)
Much to like - especially measure by measure / he lost the leisure
ReplyDeletethank you... this picture is made for deep thoughts, to be sure!
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