Time exceeds all things.
There is no way to go around it.
No way to stop it.
No way to get back to it.
One can indeed wait for it.
Or compete with it.
Or consume what little time there is for us.
When we need it there is never enough of it.
When we're lonely or bored,
There is always too much of it.
We can live in and with it
But we cannot hold it.
It will pass us in the blink of an eye.
Going on with or without us.
Exceeding everything.
