TIME

Precious is the time
Tick tock tick tock
The chiming bells ring
Waves of dark flowers
Stream across the sky
Ripples of endless water
Smash the barren ground
The dark door is open
Calling its own, beckoning
With sweet voices of binding promises
Come tither come hither
All your worries long forgotten
All your pain taken away
Do you feel light as feather
Tis the sound of time fading away

Behold the land of Kings abroad
Where slave and servant are equal to Lord
Come tither, come hither
Your step must tick the time that be

Tick tock tick tock
The chiming bells ring
Faces are shrouded in mystery
Stars above seemingly dim in twinkle
The salt has lost its flavor
The procession of pall caterpillars
Crawls on virtually forever
Where there are no vultures in the sky
Till the ice of truth shatters the mind of steel
Time is neither sold nor gained
Tis neither counted nor weighed
A blessing and a curse for all living things that be
The young, the old, the slave and free
Tick tock tick tock says the Clock
Exist ye unawares till your time’s up