Warped

Before the Big Bang, you did not exist,

but I can not imagine my life without you.

Does a bird or a tree feel the same…

or does he know you not?

After my death, where will you go?

Will you die too, and leave me behind?

Or will you stay with me

for eternity?

You are constant, yet always changing.

 Ever-present, yet never enough.

WhenIwantyoutomovefast,

you seem

to move

slowly.

When I

want you

to move

slowly,

Youseemtomovefast.

Different from one place to another,

always contradicting.

And, the faster I move, the slower you go.

What are you?

Time, you are

a mystery.