No End For Time Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is no end for time in its endless going
Flowing on and giving all its waves
Day to day goes by without ever knowing
What it is that the heart and mind craves
Beautiful daybreak like night on wings singing
All the flow of ticking clocks adjusting
Onto seasons and work happenings bringing
We to life and advent are entrusting

Together we go on in forward notion
Time and I making and comprehending
Stretching a thought and ticks like locomotion
Each of its way endlessly transcending

No end to creativity - in its living
It runs coexistence from instance giving