WHEN TIME STOPS
That moment, as the curtain is pulled aside
Suddenly, everything goes into slow motion
Time, and it seems even the planet, stops
And the realisation when the penny drops
As the mind entertains the strangest notion
The last vestiges of reality have finally died
It is a state where nothing can stay at rest
Everything that is odd now struts and poses
All we once knew is assuming a new identity
Like a thick mist and a comfortable intensity
Fantasy now let loose whilst cold logic dozes
A calling of the wild by beating one’s breast
We feel the collapse of the fourth dimension
Time has stopped, and confusion now reigns
Who thought an instant had so much to see
An image of what was before, and was to be
Yet in this thinnest of cracks, hope remains
An incantation needed to break the tension
There’s a slim chance that time may resume
And all can be back on its track once again
Perhaps faith is a factor, believing it’s right
But whether this is temporary or permanent
We can look up to wonder at the firmament
Each star in the sky, a tiny pinprick of light
Like a single lit candle in a darkened room