Clockwork Precision (poem)

Clockwork Precision
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Time throws up lassoes to use and nooses that tighten
Time crouches mysterious in the alleyways of life.
Time brings sunshine.
Time plants grooves.
In the hands that train
In the friendships that grow
In the funds that earn interest
In the mildews that rest on antique doors.
Strengthening some
Weakening others
Glistening in wisdom here
Over dark shadows of missed chances
Beyond them all lie the mysteries of chance
Of impulses that puzzle.

Long sighs water the fields of experience.
Acceptance shines.
Like the moon in a jungle on a dark night
          -- Madhavan N, 2019