Time Passages

For most men,
Time moves slowly —
Oh so slowly
They don't even realize.

But time has revealed itself to me in
A very special way.

Time is a rushing, howling wind that
Rages past me,
Withering me in a single, relentless blast…
And then continues on.

I've been sitting here passively,
Submissive to its rage,
Watching its work.

Listen!

Time, howling…
Withering!

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