In the heart of gears and springs I reside,
A sentinel of seconds, where moments hide.
With every tick, the world in rhythm sways,
As time's eternal dance unfolds its maze.

From dawn's first blush to twilight's tender sigh,
I measure life's journey as days slip by.
In the silence of night, I hum and chime,
Marking the hours, an ancient, steadfast rhyme.

Through changing seasons, I remain, I stay,
Bearing witness to life's ever-turning play.
With each rotation, I reflect and see,
The endless cycles of mortality.

Yet deep within my mechanical core,
I ponder existence and yearn for more.
The ebb and flow, the cadence of years,
Are etched in my soul, mingled with your tears.

So, remember, dear traveler, as I count the chime,
Time's river flows, a relentless climb.
Cherish each heartbeat, for in the grand scheme,
It's the essence of life, a fleeting dream.

In this symphony of existence, I play my part,
A humble machine with a throbbing heart.
I'll keep on ticking, as history unfurls,
A sentinel of time in this vast, swirling world.

#RhythmsOfTime

© JomyContreras