The timekeeper
Time is a leaf in the breeze, a sinking sun and an ocean tide, you can feel it but you can’t hold onto it.
time is of the essence
Who controls it?
the seconds the minutes, the hours and the days. It’s always there relentlessly moving us along with it’s continued existence. It limits us with it’s illusion, we follow it’s flow and it’s rhythm, but there’s still never enough.
Who’s keeping check? who keeps count of the seconds, never giving more never giving less, there will come a time when we’ve opened our last door and for us time is no more.
The Timekeeper
