Let us View with Joy and Mirth
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All the clocks upon the earth
Holding time
with busy tocking
Ticking
booming clanking clocking
Anxiously unraveling
Time's traveling
Through the stars and winds and tides
Who can tell where time abides?
Foolish clocks, all time was broken
When that first great Word was spoken.
Cease we
now this silly fleeing
From
earth's time, for time's a being
And adoring
Bows before him
Who upon the throne is seated.
Time, defeated, wins, is greeted.
Clocks know not time's loving wonder
Day above as night swings under,
Turning
always to the Son
Times
begun, is done, does run
Singing warning
Of the morning
Time, mass, space, a mystery
Of eternal trinity.
Time needs make no poor apology
For bursting forth from man's chronology
Laughs in glee as human hours
Dance before the heavenly powers.
Time's
undone
Because
the Son
Swiftly calls the coming light
That will end the far-spent night.
~Madeleine L’Engle
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