WHO KNOWS

Where does time go?

Does anybody know?

Or does it only ebb and flow?

Is it passing through us now,

or do we pass through it?

It has no smell. It can't be seen.

Is it just a trick?

Is every day a picture show

projected through the universe,

a cast of billions acting out

a plot that's unrehearsed?

Where's the clock that drives it all,

or is it just a free for all?

Where does the cosmos finish up?

And what goes on beyond?

Is there more of just the same,

or a giant primordial pond.