I am the hope that sieves through the dark clouds of despair
I am the cold sweat on the brow of the helpless one
I am the waves that comfort the lonely rocks in the sea
I am the emptiness cast on the ocean
I am the hollowness of the space
I run through sixty unforgiving seconds
I am the hour that grows by the minute
I am the day that ticks through the hour-glass
I am ‘TIME’