WHEN TIME STOPS

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