Time

is to be engulfed in the orbit of a black hole

to enter a portal to new dimension

as each and every second ticks by

Time

is incomprehensible

All too real, although a simple creation of man

moot – irrelevant – yet all that matters

Time

is but a clock on a wall

powered by machine

ticking away to its own set of rules

Time

is a skilled illusionist – in a house of cards

A magician – pulling a rabbit out of a hat

refusing to divulge its secret to the crowd

Time

is a schoolyard bully

Dangling – the secrets we most desperately desire

Taunting the human race with its might

Time

is a fox in the hen house

Causing claustrophobia and deciding when life halts

an intruder on what was once peace

Time

is a delta miraged in the desert

lending hope to those grasping at the tethers

only to quench their thirst with a sea of sand

Time

is the creator – the destroyer

forging existence, developing fragile intricacies

In order to gradually demolish each one

Time

is fate – only time will tell

unraveling more rapidly as the wheel of life dispenses

Every moment – immediately a distant memory