What if I could capture time
before it flies away.
Placing me to court
gaining a fleeing thought.
To deceive or to receive
further merely to perceive.
From my left hand to my right hand
someone else's fortune gained
travel grief uneasy to explain.
Did the question give birth to an answer
Genesis had already given.
A second hand leading to an uneventful land
travel waiting for the grand.
As I look around noise and light
but through the mill
nothing to be found.
And yet behind the truth
surfaced the greater
Proof.