Racing against time.
In an instant you would have been mine.
A supernatural coincidence set
In motion this simultaneity from the speed of light.

One pitch in time
You could have been mine
But that would require more than I am willing
To change who I have become.

From the beginning
It was your purpose
to keep everything from happening
At once limited passing away.

Unable to measure your travel
you became the 4th dimension
when there was only three
And the stone, as we have seen,
was worn away at last.