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
