in the beginning

[cacian]

in a day
rome was
made
laughter
was staged
flattery
paved
and rivalry
strayed
feelings were
grades

in an evening
stars were
reigned
skies blue
raised
clouds swirled
beiged
and moon
sparked shades
space was
age

in an hour
sun rayed
flower
birds flew
tower
air
sailed
seas
and water
strolled
earth
nature was
birth

in a second
light runned
power
sound brew
mower
and moves
threw rower
and in not time
life was our
forever may slower
but to growth the
goer
everywhere
is stower

[cafolini]

And in the end, not only in the beginning, measured time will always be an arbitrary convention of necessity.

Read Frost's I'm Well Acquainted with the Night.