Everything is falling and falling,
only the time of the fall changes
like hours and minutes on the clock inside of you,
running backwards like a mirrored reflection
of the clock in front of you.
The fight with the clock in front of you
is a fight with the clock inside of you subtracting your time.
But you will fall at your own time
like a rock from the sky to the hard ground.
Only the one who accepts silently,
the subtraction of his time,
allows himself the knitting of rivers and skies
from the eternal thread of his own time.
The Spirit of Truth 