The thread of time
sows its way through
the heart and mind
of man.
A golden string
that slowly uncovers
the beginning and end
of earth.
Its hands tick on
moving through by
the second and minute
the month and year.
Golden glittering laughter
filling the shimmering light
dreary decrepit sadness
filling the black darkness.
Each moment, no matter
the size or shape
pushes the waves
of time.
Each moment, whether
their light or dark
shows the soul
of humankind.
