Weights and Measures

In light of time,

signs show themselves.

Around dark corners where few dare go,
Truth is known. 

All too soon, perception strays from its rightful place.

The gravitational pull to react in time, 

translates as weight.

Though, time is of no consequence.
Take heed.

There is no time of which to speak.
 

Yes, the sun does rise and set--
yet, such migration, mere illusion makes.

Like the sense of going back when another bursts ahead
in greater haste.
 

It's not a race. 

It's movement.

As the steady heart beats from beginning to end,

the only true measure is movement.

-Jayme