In time you begin
To learn about time
And in no time at all
You run out of time
Time is pressing
Time breezes by
Whatever the weather
Time blows you away
In time you feel
Sometimes you are 3
Although all of six –
So my grandson confides
We are all at sixes
And sevens I say
When time adds noughts
We may feel the same way
Some take charge of the door
Some others collect the money
A door is re-assuring
Remarkable mystical door!
But behind the door is air
In fact there is no door
And we are hardly ‘here’
Before we’re ‘there’
There is no entrance fee to liberation
Bernard Saint
Illustration: Claire Palmer
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