running out of time (World's End Garden)

"...

So on it goes hurrying to the finish,

turning and circling for no goal or reason.

A red, a green, a gray go rushing by,

the shape of some child’s outline half-begun.

And time and again a smile is turned this way,

a happy one that dazzles, unrestrained

and squandered on this blind and breathless game."

 

Excerpt from The Merry-Go- Round by Rainier Maria Rilke

Done