Time: A Poem

I couldn’t sleep so i wrote this:

Time
^{By: Jon M. Martin}

^{What is time?
We try to cheat time by defying what time has brought.
We try to elude time bye hoping time will fly when we are not having fun.
We try to catch time when it seems like it is going to fast and we want time to slow.
But in all reality time moves constantly and eternally.
When we pass the time, we loose it.
When we time is flying, it looses us.
So… what is time?
Is it is an immeasurable entity ticking away,
Or is it showing us the way?
It flows like a river,
And flies like a bird.
Yet…. what is time?
Nothing more than a relative theory,
Or rather is it something more?
Time is never the same,
Yet is amazingly consistent.
As time marches on,
Everything is changed:
Rocks, animals, plants, and even people.
So…. Time is….. Everything and Nothing.
Everything, because nothing would exist without it.
And Nothing because without everything time would be useless.
Time is.
That is what time is.}

thanks and have a Happy Easter.

..::j0n::..