tangents on time, for arya (pt.2)

Ask for me the stars, what time it is where they may be.
Ask for me the comets, when tomorrow is.
Ask the hourglass what sound a moment makes when passing,
But don’t tell me what answer it might give.

Ask for me the hills and rivers, if they count the days.
Ask for me the oceans, if they rue the past.
Ask for me these things, but do not tell me till I go,
Where I will find out for myself, at last.