What is time but our planet’s movement around its star,
And the star’s movement in its galaxy?
We fantasize about time travel,
But the truth is
We’re too small in the face of the Universe to change its laws.
Our only chance is to move forward,
Because the Universe moves forward.
Time is this social construct that we invented for ourselves to make sense of it better,
But in reality
It will be here with or without us,
For as long as the Universe exists.
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From my new book of poetry Despair and Hope (2004), page 93.