A Man Took Time

One day 
a man took time up to a mountain 
and somehow made it fly, 
and soon the see-through minutes were floating free, 
the meaningless gossamer hours were gliding away,
and the man wondered 
where was time now,
and all he saw was now and here,
and the past had sashayed off 
to nothingness
and the future had folded its arms 
and said farewell, 
and the man saw 
that his thoughts were as wide 
as the sky

and so was he.