Time is the brilliant taste of red in my mouth, And the way music looks to my eye, Soon enough a drying valley will burst into bloom Because time has willed it. Time was not there at the beginning, Time is the beginning, And it will be there after we’re gone. Time will follow every chain of thought, And chase it off a cliff of reminiscence, To fall into an amnesia ridden sea. Time has a will, As strong as spiders web, Which we are all caught in and will never escape. Time has built the bridge from here to there, That will crumble as we hesitate, But is steady when we clearly see our way. Time shaped the rock of Gibraltar, With golden tools of love, To stand always in it’s stead. Forever, Time will be indifferent, Forgetting our creation And Time will have no master.Birth sign: Pisces
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