Musings On Morphic Time

Measures of time

In ages past we have mapped the skies

Chartered its cycles

And plotted time against calendar and clock

Today we replace cogs with quartz

And tick-tock with digital pulse

Surrounding ourselves with time fragments

We have tugged and teased the elastic of time

In our stretching towards the stars

Light years beyond our reach

We have sliced and diced the heartbeat of time

In our journeying inside the atom

Vibrating at femto-second pace

We have analysed time in our laboratories

As if by dissecting a butterfly

We can understand its beauty

Music of time

Time is a song

With interwoven sounds, rhythms and rhymes

Of harmony and discord

Humanity is deaf to the music of time

Fallen - out of sync and out of tune

With the universal resonance

We have become slaves

To the hour, the quarter, the year

Chained to artificial time

We should be dancing to the beat

Of the moon, the generations, the living Earth

Liberated by nature's time

Instead, we are dying

Poisoned by our selfish short-sightedness

But time will not blink an eye at our passing

Masks of time

Time is a cruel slayer

When it destroys our youth, our hopes and dreams

And reclaims our loved ones

Time is a kind benefactor

When it nurtures our wisdom, our pleasures and passions

And fuels evolution in all life

Time is an impassive onlooker

When it observes our species, our civilizations and planet

And sees cycles of birth and death

Time is a master magician

When it conjures with our memories, our desires and destinies

And tricks us into believing

Time is an innocent child

When it plays with the building blocks of the universe

And creates marvels of energy and light

Masters of time

Our greatest power

Lies in the choices we make

About how we spend our time

Time is clay in our hands

For us to mould and manipulate, to shape and sculpt

Into symbols of meaning

Time does not dictate to us

Whether to heal or harm, to love or hate

But time and karma are allies

Time smiles on concerted effort

Frowns on lazy expectations of entitlement

And rewards diligence and perseverance

Our greatest task

Lies in how we are able respond

To the gifts of time

Mysteries of time

Scientists and mystics rent the veil

On the temple of absolute time

Revealing a fourth dimension of relativity

Seers and prophets removed the mask

On the face of linear time

Gazing with equal clarity on past, present and future

Astronomers and imagineers opened the portal

On the matrix of time travel possibilities

Journeying through wormholes in space and mind

Yet many secrets remain

Held by time close to her breast

Until we are brave enough to call her bluff

Some say that God is eternal

That our destiny lies within a timeless realm

Only time will tell!

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