Time can be of the essence of what can be known
To be real in the oddest sense. Time is a slice
Of eternity of which one can’t understand
With the physical mind. Its haphazard command
Of the laws of the universe doesn’t suffice.
It would be nice if to us a big clue is shown.
Time is slow when you’re waiting. Patience is required
To put up with the interval. It’s an ordeal
For the consciousness. Time is fast when you are late.
Hurriedly as you scurry you enter a state
Of confusion. Unsettled is all you can feel.
Neither one is an experience that’s desired.
Time is deadly when your are sad. When you’re happy
It is short. And enigma it ever remains.
It is an inconvenience when there’s not enough.
Times can be of abundance, or they can be rough.
Time is endless when your pain effectively drains
Much of your physical and psychic energy.
Every time, time is determined by your feelings
And psychological conditions – not by clocks.
Have a nice time always in whatever you do.
May this moment become one that’s special to you.
You can get to a point where you can say, “Time Rocks!”
It is the recorder of your inner dealings.