My body, natures age evidence of your passing...
Though eyes, and minds cant see...
Weve mechanized our world, order to thee...
Our knowing, understanding, gives access not...
Belief we exist within you, I wonder...
Are you an entity yourself, far greater...
Simple of thought I am, many threads in mind...
This one shall sit amongst all others...
Collecting, attracting relevant and irrelevant pieces...
An ode to time...