We wink at infinity every time the clock
sounds its alarm, unbending as it howls
as if timelines drive forward between
but always circle back.
Sometimes we notice the period while
standing in it but in a lifetime shared,
these eras softly merge,
blurry in places though
the color flashes in focus like leaves in Autumntime.
And the clock shouts, begging for timeliness
while eternity ticks
its pulsing heartbeat simply
a moment in time.