There is no end to 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
Around in a circle where everything goes
Daybreak to daytime into evening that glows
Peter S. Quinn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-no-end-to-time/
