What is time

The clock of life is wind but once 
Sometimes my mind ventures  

On windows of yesterday's passage 

Like an amateur astronomer   

And in that moment I wonder 

Oh, how so beautiful the heavens lie  

At this very moment, at this very moment  

At this very moment, to watch the sun set in glow  

On the lake that surround my nature  

And I know I am alive and blessed for being so  

You can’t tell me otherwise, to hold grounds  

You can’t tell me otherwise, to do so is blasphemy    

But what time is set, I do not know  

What date it is, I can not tell  

But for the date set on my camera  

To capture my now with 

As evidence of my being here 

Ask the church, the Mayans, Islam

The Egyptians ask science

And all the others who pretend to know

Leave me out of confusion

Einstein says, see time as a passage 

A place to visit and leave, a fabric 

Leading heading towards another

On roads to journey on

And though I stand 

I am in motion, travelling at speed

Like a man sat in a plane, or thus a car

I am in motion, denied the sensation of passage

To have only but time, to tell of movements

To see t’ sun rise and set, always going somewhere

With time, as the earth spins around its axis

And the stars get further away from me

It took eight minutes for the sun to reach me, I'm told 

And a billion years more for the furthest star

To announce in light years, the beauty I see

Like watching a replay of a live event for the first time

What is time and the now, it begs the question

If the sun is minutes ago, but I see it now

What is time of the present, past and future?

Don’t ask me what the time it is, at this very moment 

 

At this very moment, I am stood watching

The glow of the sun, on the river to admire  

Its beauty of my now. I am stood

In a time of yesterday, today and the future 


“I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.” —Alan Watts