If time is a healer, stop all the clocks ticking into tomorrows certainty.
Recharge the batteries of overworked minds
Potential tension springs from its cogs of urgency.
A slave to the machine he is digging coiling winding.
tick tocking stops, no need to watch
As The Time teller pauses and examines the face.
The big hand reaches out for the little in a heartfelt embrace.
The glass is clearer now as time stood still Pausing to reflect into tomorrows fate
Returning to life they move in pace.
Those hands that tell the time.
And then the time teller smiled.
With peace of mind.
Damien Arness -Dalton.