By Unchained
Date: 2001 Aug 24
Comment on this Work
[[2001.08.24.22.45.5732]]

This too



Soft
but soft
the turning of the clock
the moving of the hands
to mark the hour.

What marks the turning
of a man's soul?
What circumstance
moves the hands
on the clock of his heart?

Who marks the hours
of his desires?
Who measures the minutes
of his passions,
the seconds of his longings?

Soft
but soft
the turning of the clock
until it strikes
the appointed hour.

Sad
but sad
the chiming of the hour
if there is no one
to celebrate it's arrival.