Sunday, May 10, 2009

Time.
A masquerader.
Gushing by when begged to slow down,
And trickling when being wished to zoom past.
Deceptively pretending to be stationary.
Misleading pretending to be absent.

The universe on its fingertips...
Every living soul answering its call,
Master of every inanimate object.

Omnipresent, yet ever changing.
Elemental , all encompassing.

Treasured, wasted , Feared, disregarded.
Enjoyed, cursed , savoured , loathed.