In The Bossom Of Time. Poem by Tony Adah

Time opened its mouth
A tunnel of some sort into
Its great underground mansions
Joyously I jumped in thinking
I have all it takes to have
All the time in the world
Not knowing
That time has all of me.

Relaxed as I am and sedentary too
Time grinds slowly like the earth
And I like the sun Or the moon
In apparent movement do
Defer all those things that
I Ought to have done
Deluded to be in
The company of time
And I the keeper
Time keeps me.