GrandFather's clock
strikes in simple
complexity

Two pieces
not one
chime the rhythm of time

tick
tock
tick
tock

seconds go by
seemingly rising
and setting with the sun
and the ease of a passing day

does time end as the sun fades

tick
tock
tick
tock

the clock chimes
the hour past dusk

when time is
reality-infinite
a crystalline galaxy
seen
and unseen
beyond the eye's "scope"

tick
tock
tick
tock

seconds go by
spent intently

planting seeds
in the soil of time

add sunshine and rain
and the seeds grow

tick
tock
tick
tock

the clock chimes
the hour of wisdom

petal by petal
time's beauty unfolds...

a sublty sweet fragrance
awakening the senses
and ravishing beauties
blooming rainbows of color

tick
tock
tick
tock

seconds go by
shaping our being
like water
meandering down

tick
tock
tick
tock

the clock chimes
the hour of transformation

a new river
just started to flow
carving life's bank in side-sweeping "S's"
and lakes that oxbow

tributaries flow
and the river grows

swiftly sweeping away sediment

through sunlit waters
we see life within
color
clarity revealed
depths below

continuity
change
all become One--
there's a rhythm to it all...

tick
tock
tick
tock

seconds go by

the clock chimes
the hour of cherished time

like snowflakes from heaven
sparkling in sunlight
shapes and sizes reveal
crystal-like complexity
of lace and needle-points

"how beautiful--
how fleeting you are
little crystal"
lets make angels
before the spring thaw...

tick
tock
tick
tock

GrandFather's clock
strikes in simple complexity

two pieces
not one
chime
the rhythm of time....

2/11/09