In the Midst of Time

In the midst of timeless time, I stand; But still, she does not stand, Elegantly moving, tick tock, tick tock, all day, The price of delay, too heavy to pay. Millenniums tick by like ponderous dinosaurs, Time never blinks, always ticking and tocking, Centuries come, centuries go; no scaurs, To tell the tale of an ancient king. Decades tumble upon others, Years like yesterday roll by, Months and days tuck arms together like brothers, Time in a rush, no time to say goodbye. By the hours, time revs up speed, Minutes not enough to run, With frantic fingers, seconds arms feed, The last of time allocated and moves on.