The Clock

The ticking of the clock keeps good company.
Her immortal ticking does soothe my soul,
A never-ending companion, ticking – taking its toll…

And wreathing of her dial keeps good time.
Her patient wreathing does soothe the yearn,
A never-ending companion, wreathing – craving each turn…

So watching of the clock passes slowly away.
With fervent watching does soothe my cry,
A never-ending companion, watching – time go by…

Just sitting; with the clock on the wall.
Just simply sitting does soothe my strife,
A never-ending companion, sitting – knitting my life…



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Written:  11/12/1996