High on my wall hangs that clock whiskers twitching, tick tock, tick tock. Like the patient face of a Buddhist cat communicating only with what it looks at. Unconcerned as to how many it has offended yet many a broken heart has been mended locked within that tick and in that tock because of the healing power of that clock!
Comments (6)
it is thoughtfull lines. any way we are not aware about time passes ...
sabeel.
nature for instance only knows seasons!