Our Life Clock

Our Life Clock

So sudden in your life,
more to see,
and more often, the first sounds
start to appear,
quietly, quite often.
And you know it:
it’s getting more intense.
Thinking of long ago,
the time when you were still a child.
Not innocent — no one really is,
in the shaping of our being.
But time, yes, the clock didn’t tick.
Maybe very slow,
and often not at all.
A glance never given.

But as we grow richer
from child to ever older,
it begins gently.
Gently we start to notice
what returns more and more,
with the ticking getting louder
from hands — everywhere, yet unseen.
Except in our eyes,
telling more and more stories.
With the first wrinkles,
the grey hair,
and — let’s be honest —
what will come for everyone.

Really, with a kind of powerlessness,
you try to run away
from that sound
of more and more clocks
ringing louder and louder,
with a time that maybe never was?
In the loop of eternity,
where we were just for a moment.

And like an alien, more and more,
you feel far from yourself,
as if the world
has become so strange,
now showing itself differently.
While really, for the first time,
you dare to look,
and no longer live in dreams,
chains of illusions,
with all our hidden desires,
as death slowly approaches.

When finally, at some coming moment,
no clock

will ever tick again.

🙏W.O.L.