Under Father Time's all-seeing eyes
I pass stealthily
Dropping stones into the river
Ripples drift to the ocean
If the second hand marks my journey
Can the hour hand forget to add?
Eternity eludes
While hourglass flows
Honorary keeper of the machine
Renew my punchcard
Calculate another set of futures
Snip not my fateful threads
Redirection daylight saving
Unaffected midnight tides
Flowers sweetly wilted
Seasons spiral onward
Delving deeper
As my wrist glows brighter
Numbers or numerals or dots
Years yet become eons without me
Did the ripples notify the whales
Of my insubstantial existence?
Or will inscriptions on the stones
Keep ancestors from my follies?
Roman Ryan 