One of many thoughts on time

After watching the movie "Arrival", I wrote this.

Time:  Beginning, Middle, End

                          For Michael

I am afraid of time.

It doesn’t stop. It goes on and on

without purpose,

without pleasure,

without passing a clue

to where we might go next.

When time began, we did not exist.

When time ends, we’ll be long since dead.

And in the middle, time takes us

on a journey

where we can follow or we can lead,

but we cannot stop, for to stop is to

leave that which we know

and enter that which we can only imagine,

where time is a robin,

a snail,

a frog,

a snake,

two cuttlefish,

four bison,

a murder of crows,

a school of fish,

the constellation Orion, and

the Milky Way galaxy;

out there beyond the universe,

beyond time.

© Catherine Woods 2017