the universe was
frozen, inexplicably
still – but in my hands,
Time kept ticking,

each second was a
memory, a piece in
a monumental
mosaic of sorts…
tiles matched to
create a certain sort
of lifetime.

many questions
rushed to the surface
but Time kept passing,
giving only subtle
hints to the answers i
was trying to find.

only Time, great
glorious father Time,
could reveal these
intricate solutions
in the