If Time Were Tangible

If time were tangible I wonder what how it would feel,
Perhaps like hundreds of raindrops pattering against your skin,
Perhaps it would feel wet, slippery, and cool.
And if you tried to hold time in your hands it would drain away.

If time were tangible I wonder how it would smell,
Perhaps like sand, musty yet somehow alive and active,
Perhaps it would smell like autumn leaves.
And when you breathed it in, time would feel warm in your lungs.

If time were tangible I wonder how it would look,
Perhaps like a crystal ball, or maybe an explosion in a black space,
Perhaps it would look like the deep ocean.
And when you looked at it, time would stare unblinkingly back.

If time were tangible I wonder how it would sound,
Perhaps like the hissing sand in an hourglass, like a tired sigh,
Perhaps it would sound like a star burning.
And when you heard time, you’d know you have one less moment .