Time never ages

Time never ages!

BY SYDNEY GUTYUNGWA

We were all conceived

and born right on time:

none of all the living

were born before their time;

nor even dead, before time.

Time never ages,

time never fades;

it’s life that expires

inside the mould of time!

The world goes round and round,

on her ageless hinges

given to her by the hands of time:

time always gives and never

ever receives anything in return!

Time is the Eye of God

that never blinks;

time is God’s bedrock of Being,

His Deity!

Man invented the clock long

after time had already begun ticking:

time looked on and yawned

as man tried to catch up

with her timeless and invisible tracks!

Time uses the clock on the wall

to apply her makeup;

while man hangs onto her arms

for dear life!

Time never ticks on,

its our hearts that beat

in sync with the decaying nature,

into which we’re born:

to suffer therein as time looks on

without landing a helping hand!

Time is as constant in the light,

as she is in darkness:

dictates and rhymes with Mother Nature!

The Four Seasons

are the four cardinal points of time,

her forearms; spread evenly in four directions:

North, South, East and West;

dance relentlessly to the beat of time!

Time eternally embraces

and inhibits man through

her ambient clutches: on earth,

airspace and throughout galaxies!

Man frantically kicking hard at nothing;

attempting to escape the ever alert time!

Man sweats and puffs

in the vanity of his timed opulence:

while time looks on gleefully!

Nothing in a man’s glory

is dear enough; to impress time:

procrastination serves only

to strengthen her ageless arms;

resulting in him being

spun off time’s wheel!

Time, like God, is ageless,

immeasurable, inconceivable

and stretches on boundlessly

right through eternity!

In death,

time watches on like she did

at the birth of the same man;

as mourners go about the streets:

because man goes to his long home,

into eternity!

Time never dies, never ages:

she lives on and continues

in her majestic endless strides:

seating comfortably on the lap of God!

Time is God;

pity though, man never learned this secret

while time clapped for him:

he’s out of time now

and without mercy!

Time marches on and gallops

unhindered through galaxies;

over oceans like a winged white horse

unleashed by Heaven!

Time never tires

and time;

never ages..

Original Song: Celestial Rhythm (Vocal)

From The Album: First Light

Cool Jazz Artist: Paul Hardcastle, 1997