Time is……..

If the world were at a standstill
No event happens, nothing changes at all
Think of time in that world
Does it carry any meaning at all?

Time exists - of happenstances
In this ever running reel of world
Imprinted with hundreds of coincidences
Those already printed, binned in the past
the empties in the roll, called the future
Those hot in production - the present
Ah......a very confusing mixture of past and future
is the recipe called present...once this n pronto that!

Time is an illusion
Created by the perception -
In the unperceived world
There shall be no such confusion.

Time is memory called past
Time is perception called the present
Time is anticipation called the future
Time stands on this inevitable tripod

Time is that unfathomable ocean
Standing at its mighty bank
staring at the immense expanse
fearful of its other end, of the great unknown
Life has cought on a trick
counting the waves and creating an illusion
of understanding, of measuring
and even of mastering time, ah the Temerity of Life!

Time is not the great overseer
Neither is it the unblinking witness
it is no Apollo-the healer great
Neither is it leveller of the great
These are all false epithets
to a pattern of happenstances on world’s stage

for what are seconds, minutes, hours et als?
if not fanciful names, recognised but still a mist
to the boring repititive sun rises and falls
and the meandering repetition of life in their midst?