Personal Poetry: Time -- a love poem of discrete (or is that discreet) physics

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Time -- a love poem of discrete (or is that discreet) physics

Time Time was and is A sequence of events Here and there And nothing more Little things happen Between the ticks of the clock Many little things Make many little moves forth and back But were it all to stop There would be no time In the void of total rest -- And no one would notice But noticing is... Sign in to see full entry.

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