Reflections before me, Their world moves past,
Time rushes by without leaving a mark,
Their world is a clock, the hands spinning fast,
Days flicker past, light and dark, light and dark.
Inside me, my heart beats, a rhythm so slow,
Meaningless ticks, and motionless tocks,
And in my eyes flutters the shining blue glow
Of the animate lightning that dances and mocks.
Safe in my case, so quiet and still,
In patience i stand, Your own faithful doll,
i live not, and yet i exist for Your will,
Waiting to breathe once again, when You call.