Horology

The moment now dead as all the rest, plots, dot by dot, some line that limns no space but merely movement. Time does not tick down, but the clock watcher does (as must the clock-maker). And the clock-works, truth to tell, wears out over time as well, straggles, fails to keep up, lags, falls behind, ultimately stops, the effort futile.

But it has been noted, even in its chill halt, it is yet correct twice a day. And how many of those who chase their hopes, fleeing their fears, their eye ever upon their watch, can say the same? When time has come to a stop, it might not be possible to claim the late clock’s average, but at least one may claim to never again be wrong.