Timelessness by Bruce Mundhenke

At a time in the past,
In a long narrow building,
Near the entrance
To Manner’s Park,
On each side of the room,
And along the back wall,
Loudly ticking,
Were hundreds of clocks…
Except for their ticking,
And they made that silence quite loud.
Made by men,
To measure time,
Their presence quite eerie indeed…
That moment stretched out forever,
Spoke of time and eternity.

Bruce Mundhenke 2
Bruce Mundhenke is an unknown poet who lives in Illinois with his wife Mary, their dog Max, and their cat Gracie. He is an avid reader and finds in nature both inspiration and revelation.

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