---Lightly timing...---
A thought toward times passed, yet minds still free. Remembering what so many before, & so few today could see.
Tricky is a watch with hands always turning
Never unaware of a candle light burning
To simply give reason to seconds ticking away
Instead of lost on thought till night turns to day
The candle shows only light, & gives room, space for a dream to stride
A clock shows haste, keeping hesitation close, ones own worry can never really hide
The tick & tock is always the same
The dance is different among every candle flame
The shadows that follow just out of reach give to patience & distraction
The timing always available, one battles with personal satisfaction
The numbered circle gives to ones own day available at any moment
The flame lit gives one reassurance, to rest for tomorrow, content
The divide is only seen when dreams meld with ones sight
With a light hearted touch, those who wish, escape the night
To put off eyes closing for another short while
We day dream in shadows, searching for a smile
Casual is the stranger who see's beyond a door
Strange is anyone casual enough to move forward, keep eyes only toward the floor
To not see what any able can
To defy commonality among the many, a fellow human
Speaking from points of view long taken before my time
I seek only comfort, presentation, understanding among each rhyme
---Thanks for reading---
---Always---