Time travels at great speed
It flies within a blink of the eye
Time is felt but time does not hold
It slips through the fingers, warm or cold
Time evaporates as the clouds
It does not stagnate at the ponds
Time is slow for some
As a dementia looking into the clouds
The equation of the time is hard to define
The equivalence of time is hard to refine
Time depends on each make up in life
It does not constraint within a span of life
Time is a space, time is a void
Time can remain as still as it can be
Time is a reality, yet elusive, an illusion, a mystery
Time that goes beyond all human understanding
The Mystery of Time
