The Pavilion Clock

There will be much
Passing of time
As the clock views
From above
Upon its emerald throne
A myriad
Of Gentle folk
Floating around
On the green lawn below
Bowled over
By its new inhabitants
That will bring forth
A tapestry of multiple colours
And creativity
And perhaps
For a moment
Time will stand still
In wonder
As new fresh life
Is breathed into her again
As her hands stop
To applaud the enchantment below
As time will bear witness
To the fresh rebirth
Of its own existence
As it becomes the centre point
Of the new venue
For Art In The Park
At this
The clock face
Will yet, smile again

by Jemia