DT (3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)

Reaching Out

The old grandfather clock stood in the hall
and imparted its wisdom.
The second hand rhythmically bounced
to the beat of time,
and minutes flowed gracefully with a
just perceptible movement;
the hour seeming fixed at the instant.

Tiny hands of a much greater clock
swirled in a frenzy
counting a world of unseen microcosm
and great sweeping universal hands
counted countless millennia
and the life of stars.

Here in the confines of a country house
with only the perception of
seconds, minutes, hours and seasons,
mind is trapped;
and reaches out to infinity,
signposted by the wisdom
of that old grandfather clock.

by David Taylor

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