Time (II)

What is god?
Too many forms, some bygone?
An invisible intolerant world code
gone horribly wrong?
They asked.

I thought in time,
of time -
time that runs
time that stops
time that screams
time that gleams
time that climbs
time that times
time that simply refuses to flow
time that eventually lets go
time that talks
time that sings
time that seals
time that steals
time like the moving joy of love
time like the tearing grief of pain
time like a flurry of hope
time when you desperately cling to scope
time that holds
time that rolls
time that stabs
time that wraps
time that drills
and time that kills
time that kneels
and time that heals.

Like time,
I said,
that exists,

somewhere...everywhere!

(PS - Works best when read aloud!)