Time Traveller Poem by JJ Evendon

I hear a noise like rushing wind.
See stars move around the heavens.
Planets spin crazily around their suns.
All watched with conscious thought
for I am here,
at the very centre of creative abundance.
Somewhere.
Yet I have not moved.
Isolated, without belonging, in a vacuum set without time.
I hold the universe in my hand
and can travel without the presence of movement
for I am a time traveler.
Lord of time and cosmic master.
Able to go to any point in the future -
or back in the past-
such relativity is a matter of comprehension
set along the progression of space and time
that's endlessly connected -
from beginning to end to beginning.