Three Times

Time
Terrestrial
With ticks and tocks
And millions of clocks
Dividing our day
Like curds and whey
All nicely displayed
With minutes and hours
Wielding the power
To rush us to work
Or hurry to bed
We are wed
To Father Time.

Time
Celestial
Another matter
With momentous clatter
Of galactic collisions
And atomic divisions
With nuclear scatter
Taking millions of years
But looked on as brief
For stellar careers.

Time
Vaticinal
Spoken of old
And transcending itself
Where all things are new
And thus a wealth
Of wisdom's bestowed
On those laboring beneath
A terrestrial burden
And fleeing time's heat
As this ageless kingdom
Predating the stars
Sends Word to The Earth
And now bears the scars
A terrestrial reminder
Of celestial import
Though Time slips away
It still waits in this Court.