Time

Neither here nor there,

Untouchable, Unchangeble 

Still changing, Always twisting

What are you?

Apparition, Spirit?

Moving soundlessly 

Constantly

Your never ending song

Playing sweet music to my ears. 

A song of beginning

My birth, new years, a new day.

A song of middle

My life, midday, the chorus sweet music.

A song of ending

My death, night, winter.

All singing sweet music to my ears,

never seeming to end.