Time pays the closest attention
He notices when
her wild buds bloom the fullest,
her songs sound the sweetest
her raindrops feel the gentlest
and so he knows
the subtlest change in her winds,
the way her trees sway a different dance
the way her waves inch a little farther from the shore
Time remembers what Nature forgets
As seconds turn into minutes
and minutes progress into hours,
into days
into weeks,
into months,
into years,
into a never ending spiral
of how moments
unfold and dissipate,
it is taken for granted
by the ones who need it most
It is fleeting yet infinite
it is inadequate yet overflowing
it is ever-changing yet constant
Nature paid no attention
to learn Time
She does not know why Time is silent
nor does she know how he is cherished
or how he is,
if he ever gets tired
or how much he wants
to give up
but just cannot
many have tried
to weigh his worth
and dwindle him into units
capture his vastness
and seal him in numbers
he was attempted to be kept
and that is how they lost

-iatb