ROY TOMKINSON, Time - Time - Time - is moving back into creation and beyond

Time is moving back, back to creation and beyond,

read the story in "The Tour, follow the adventure.

TIME

The air is still and cold

With caves and adventures, places

Where mystique holds sway

Tempting the strong and brave hearted

To explore the depths of time,

Hearts beat in unison

Almost to the rhythm

Of the winds in the caves

Whistling a solumn tune.

A warning signal

Of impending Doom.

The wind is strong now.

They force their way to hold time

From moving back into creation

And beyond

Not wanting them to see another day.

It tries - tries - to pull them

Back into oblivion

To death untimely.

Last breaths, last days, last nights,

No light. The sound of the wind

And the click, click, click as time

Moves back.

Poem, inside cover, From "The Tour" by Roy Tomkinson

Poem by Danielle Louise Tomkinson, his daughter