We should never have named Time.
If we are to embrace and leave the ashes
and start the starward climb
we need to unname Time.
I'm here to de-clock rhyme.
I'm here to defrock Time.

And power beyond all power, the floating speck of blue.
Deep below the lily pads the whole is part in view.
Beneath the ripples, though the seas, and ever, through, and through:
Renew, and live, it calls, renew. Renew, renew, renew!