Timeless

Have you stopped and thought about time?

In here my two cents I'll chime

Truly bizarre, the concept of time

Its existence undeniable and mysterious

Abstract and imperious

Forever hazy behind the cover of life

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Did you know we use Cesium?

To standardise our measurement, a medium.

To count the seconds and minutes

To count to the end of life’s limits

But does it matter what we use?

As the only beings who can set the rules

Self-serving from inception, not the truth

Of what time is, or why it rules

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Decay is set as we lose energy

Going through life and eventually lethargy

Sets in and we call it aging

Every atom in our body changing

From state to another and we count

The time it takes to dismount

The train of life, and the constant bout

With decay, or time.. Now that is profound

Is time decay, and we simply keep count

Or is time still mysterious, we know nothing about?

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Author's note: i recently wrote an article about time and my thoughts on it. I started thinking that following up articles like those with a poem is quite a nice idea, because it makes me think of a different approach to relay the same essential message, which i think is a nice challenge. Of course i can't include everything that is in the article, so if you want to check it out, the link is below.