"The clock"

What is time?
A marker?
What do we know of it
What did we find?
Did we find "the path"?

The world is the pendulum
Around around its sway
The son is the face
That marks times way

We may seem the center
But rest assured we are not
We are the epicenter
That time has forgot

We have watched, clocks, light years
That marks our hours
But here in this time
The sun keeps the hour


Yet here we are with solar panels noticing its power.