Have you ever stopped to think about the element of time and why, by far,
More than anything else, it dictates everything we do, everything we are.
The moment we are born they write down the time, likewise when we die.
In between we keep counting, celebrating our birthday as each year goes by.
On New Year’s Eve we count down the final seconds at every year’s end.
Most everything we do is based on schedules, the keyword of which is when.
When we get up, when we work, when we take our pills or when the movie starts.
Time tells us when the cake is done, how fast we run and when the plane departs.
There are clocks everywhere that tell us the time every time we make inquiries.
They relentlessly count the minutes, hours, days, years, decades and centuries
Time is money, time is of the essence, time is waiting for when it’s time to go.
And once we’re on our way we count how long it takes and if we’re fast or slow.
Time marches on and waits for no man, nor by woman can it be blocked.
We must accept it 24/7 as part of all we do and all we are. Tick Tock, Tick Tock.