Sunday, March 6, 2016

Sunday - Time

So precise, regimented
Driven by the spheres
In ordered paradigms
Being graphed regularly 
Defining other boundaries
It slips across our mind

Like so much good olive oil
And oh so wobbly!
Our measured countered ingeniouses
Come nowhere near this complexity
Three hours around a table
And who you thought you knew

Has changed - encountered 
The space between the seconds
The laugh between the lines
The science of forgiveness
We were made for timelessness
Eternity in love