Time must pass
When time is nothing more
than the passing of events.
Events recorded but not remembered;
events unrecorded but seeped into the soul.
Is this sequence of events anything more
than the passing of time?
Time does not surely exist
in the way we do.
Time does not surely create
in the way our gods do.
Worse still, in this transient life of ours
even the gods must pass through,
in some semblance of sequence,
just as we humans pass – through time.
When the time comes to contemplate
how Time (capital T) might have deceived us,
when we realize that three score plus ten or twenty for us
is nothing more than the long life of that insect
whose whole life only went
from our dawn to dusk.
So, when we look back in time
to see what we have achieved in our time,
should we not accept,
as surely must that insect,
that Time (capital T) might have mislead us.
Even as cosmic ‘dark matter’ barges through space
enhancing the pull of gravity,
we, who dance to the tune of our destiny
are surely penetrated by that dark matter.
This could let us to intone
with great and meaningful gravity
that Time (capital T) is part of
that space-time in which we dance.
But, can we truthfully claim
that half of the cake of existence
was the creator of
the whole of the cake of existence?
Oh, how sad it is when
we have to make up a god
because our Creator chooses
not to reveal Himself to us
Is it not better to wait for
our Creator to reveal Herself?
For Himself is also Herself .
Which is why some of us
face opposite directions simultaneously
while we wait for celestial light to bathe us.
But that will take time.