Trapped Time…

Time and water seem extra precious these days, so this poem by Anita hits that nail on the head…

Time trapped in a rain drop.

The watch maker said it was beyond price.

More precious than silver, gold, diamonds?

It has been here from the beginning

His wish was to take charge of it.

He did all he could, his experiments.

To outsiders it looked daft, a waste of time

The watch maker replied, time trapped there

one drop could unleash a mind full of magic

Unknown to this world.

Imagine who bathed in it, what could they tell?

Water has a memory

I need to find out how to unlock it

Find the wisdom that hides inside…

©AnitaDawes 2024

I may have to do a rain dance soon…