- The Guardian
- Issue #2100
AUDREY IN TIME
The day begins
as the sun ticks up
like a red-faced clock.
Audrey
in time,
at one with time:
time
zig
zagging,
moving sideways
taking
qualitative
leaps
And all around Audrey
all the animals that
live in time
converse with each other
and with Audrey,
the words
between them
like an exchange
of small
and mysterious gifts.
Time passing
like the light
that travels
through the space
between stars,
like a river flowing
through dreams,
their connecting
tissue
an arc
of energy
rising over
the world’s
glowing rim
in a great
circle journey,
opening out
the boundaries
of our being.
Each day
an unfurling
of new growth
where paths converge
and the Earth
rises out from
its reflective greenness
as the sea
becomes a metaphor
of the sky.
When the day closes
and the sun
dips low
with Audrey’s dinner
waiting
on its plate
round as a moon
Audrey calls to the animals
“Farewell
that’s all
the time
there is …
until tomorrow!”
THE END
(and at the
same time
the beginning)
Tom Pearson
