The time of creation has sadly passed,
Now I can't understant the clock,
'What time is it?', I asked ,
'None of your concern, for sure',
A crowd of timeless dead responded,
Cloaked in dark and disregarded,
He wouldn't help, but He has long departed.
Maybe now the winds would speak to me
What I dare not think myself,
Maybe now I would let me be,
Drifting on the line of life and death,
I think the light is all I see,
A dancing, singinging figure,
Close to me from far away,
Never knew I was a wizard, or perhaps she lied,
I thought I knew the rules to play,
But now I know to cheat,
I still can't read the clock,
But now I understand it.
