Engine of my personal time keeper
Time ticks by.
I can see it as I run,
in the display
of the treadmill,
digits relentlessly
showing time
ticking by.
And as I look
out the gym windows,
I’m reminded of time
ticking by, as I see
the entrance of the
hospital I went to
two years ago.
Yes, time ticks by,
and heals:
my knee, damaged
only two years ago,
holds perfectly
during the run.
As the time of my run
is running out,
I think ahead.
Things to do today,
this week, the next,
in life.
Time ticks by.
Ruthlessly.
And I want
to make
the most of it.
