I sit still, thinking of nought,
Stillnes as this, is all I ever sought.
For life is full, of motion and stress,
All of existence, is a chaotic mess.
If I sit still, I can watch continents drift,
From my point of view, they appear swift.
As I see it, grass grows in a blink,
While I'm watching Venice sink.
People rush by, at the speed of light,
A few seconds ago, they were just sprites.
Hours ago, bacteria ruled the Earth.
Days ago, in it's place, matter getting some worth.
I remember now, I watched a yellow star form,
Just a while ago, it was a gaseos storm.
Before that, there was mass in spiral, spinning,
As gravity, fought black matter and was winning.
Who am I, you may ask yourself.
I am just Time, looking back upon itself.