Takes it all but never gives, he carries with our past, our present and our general life. One moment he’s here and the other he’s gone. A shadow waving at us while passing in front of our eyes. He sing, he’s free, he never gives up on the people he helps. Doctor, healer, teacher and counselor, as many names as enigmas he has. He grabs history, science and religion in his hands and tells the whole story without leaving gaps. He keeps secrets but be careful because as uncertain he can be, he’s able to betray at the first opportunity he gets. Traveling at the speed of light and flying above our heads. Laughing at our useless attempts to run faster than him.
We are in his hands. He plays with our thoughts, crosses our paths with others and can take unexpected directions. He just waves at us and laughs because he knows we are in the palm of his hands. And I’m talking about that playful guy that put and removes, that brings and then takes away. The passenger that never gets off. We can’t slow him down or make him go faster. Capricious, ungrateful and treacherous. Playful, rogue and unpredictable. But wise as none. Always present in our lives but a passenger in them as well. He travels in front of our eyes and all we can do is wave back at him.
A hug for you, time, the only passenger that remains here.