Running Out of Time
This watch staring up at me
It's face whispering,
you can't live without me
repeating again as eras pass over
every chance to be triumphant
Mozart spent endless nights
working without mistake
Sound emerging from the darkness
of winter, spring blossoms,
bursting with symphonies to be played
ready to be heard in each fleeting hour
I stand underneath a bus stop
hiding from the showers of the season
The moon lies hidden behind the clouds
I wait for the instant to escape from rain and to
Arrive on
Time
Achilles, the great, selfless warrior
fought for the glory and victory of his nation
leading his army through the impenetrable walls,
He spent his final moments
wondering of his friend
while he bled out on the dirt of Troy
Every moment I spend staring at the blank wall
wieghs down on my existence
the dreams of the future mix with the pain of the present
gentle, steady beeps echo the empty halls
a hospital bed always waiting
like me, it sits alone for a millennium
The ages change through lifetimes
creating the present while glaring at the part
the human existence fades in and out
weaving knots through fate's string
life begins at the slightest touch
and ends in a single moment
As the sun sets and colors paint the sky
seconds morph into a century
the great dome over my head opens
the gateway to heaven, stars leading the way
constellations tell our story but shine
without any recognition of their own
I watch as hours change into eras
beauty freezes any thought of
triumph
And time stops.