Time allows us to perceive.
Time allows us to unweave,
the mysteries which it conceals,
and the opportunities it reveals.
It is understood as a change,
which people go through.
But time doesn't change us.
It just unfolds us.
It began at birth,
of air and dirt.
Its the event of the cosmos,
we cannot fathom its absence.
Is time eternal?
Or is it just a creation,
as space and matter?
Or is it an angel?
In the quest of understanding time,
it occurred me that.
Either it is everything.
Or it is simply nothing.
It might be events in totality.
Or it might be motion relatively.
It might be something emeritus.
Or it might just be a tot.
Time allows us to perceive.
Time allows us to unweave,
the mysteries which it conceals,
and the opportunities it reveals.
