Time grew wings and flew
backwards into the sunset.
It hid in the dark and disregarded
the stars travelling past.
But time did not change,
no matter how far back it ran.
Change happened anyway;
light to dark, young to old, life to death
and death to life again.
So time re-emerged
defeated and worn out
it realized it had become
a ghost, obsolete and forgotten
as life had continued to turn in its absence.
