This being human is rather strange
in the pause the gap where this thing
we call time
turns upside down inside out
into itself upon itself
and dissolves
When time is out of the picture
what remains what remains
timelessness not as concept
not as something
to achieve
or arrive at
or even as replacement
What of the ways you track
yourself what
do you measure according
to marks and hours and days
time and money interwoven
under over
what carries what
How can you meet yourself
outside of time what other
references no longer hold
when toys are left to rest
in the toy box
as the heart calls you full to
find your flowering being flowering