In The Depths Of My Mind... Poem by Sheeya Hacks

In the depths of my mind, a clock ticks on,
a metronome of thought, a rhythm so strong.
Its gears and springs, a delicate dance,
a symphony of synapses, a cosmic prance.

Its hands move swift, their pace so fine,
a measured beat, a wondrous design.
The seconds tick, the minutes pass,
a flow of time, a river's vast.

The mind clock's chime, a melody so clear,
a call to action, a yearning so dear.
It urges me to seize the day,
to live and love, to chase the fray.

With every tick, a memory born,
a moment seized, a story grown,
the mind clock's rhythm, a harmony so true,
a symphony of me, a life anew.