Time moves on inside realities,
were many forgot who they are
Lost to technology
But grandfather clock
still ticks in hallway.
Still echoes
to make one contemplate.
Sounds
hugs a-knocking on ears
as if to say...
"open your heart to dance with rhythms,
I gift you.
Open consciousness to release worries and ask grandfathers nearby
in realms for guidance."

Time moves on
as clock strikes one
and down they run
trying to catch up with
Father Time Divine.