Time Obscure Poem by Robert Rittel

The tick along of time at different pace,
quantify measures to compare the maze.
For little relevance when dressed in vain,
pushing limits to every little single gain.
Time of sleep calls silently the eternal bliss,
soft gleams in that image of a gentle kiss.
The longest day in locked up securities,
hours of ever growing maturities.
Riding the beast of burden in wounded time,
adrenaline heart beats, no more the same.
Memories of times where joy flooded with ecstasy,
measures of true divine necessity.
Circumferences that delivers months end meet,
guided souls that listen to the deed.
Time spend and touched by love,
giving soul in receiving touch from above.
Shadows of time in brief memory,
weakest link by fearing sensory.
Time keeper and celestial concern that unites,
devoted fortune to acquainted lights.