white and black moon with black skies and body of water photography during night time
That Thing Called Time
— Byron Hoot

Time and circumstance deserve
no conjunction 
yoking together two elements
unequal in girth.
Time is cordially disrespectful
of all else as without its context
nothing exists.
Our concepts of it brings 
a wry smile to its face.
Nothing is so wide and deep,
so long and short as it is.
Some call it grace, the fullness thereof,
miraculous, divine, experienced
beyond the realm of words:
time never yoked equally 
to anything, anyone, any place,
any time.