Time

Moment built upon moment

Of units measurable and not

Of events uncountable

Continuous and discrete

Apparent eternity

And a fleeting whisper

All at once.

How it comes, how it goes

Wow, how it goes

An all-encapsulating fabric

Seemingly ever-folding

Never unraveling

Ever-consuming manifesting events

Never to return

Each merged as a read-only datum

Accessed only by Mnemosyne’s will

With Divine accordance

Time.

Dimension sublime.

— Kamal