Tic tock: I turn seconds to minutes and hours to days.
I transform spring to summer and autumn to winter.
In me exists all things but I exist outside of all.
I govern all and I am governed by none.
Tic tock: I define senescence and juvenile.
I define relevance and irrelevance.
I seperate the patient and hopeful from the impatient and fidgety.
I am the friend of the child and the enemy of the old.
Tic tock: I am all powerful and all encompassing.
I wait for no man and slow for no mortal.
I countdown my life so you can “count up” yours.
I diminish so you can flourish.
Tic tock: I am disregarded by the young because they mistake my consistency for slowness.
I am the subject of endlesss searching by the old because they think am fast.
I am what all men want but never get enough of.
Tic tock; I am time the immortal that measures all and is measured by none.