I wind the crown on Quercus time
The second hand commits no crime
Red rock below the boot sole grip
Roots drink deep where waters sip
Gold case reflects the solar flare
No minutes lost in canyon air
The mesa stretches wide and flat
A geologic habitat
Time takes root in sandstone cracks
Tick tock rhythm breaks the backs
Of hours lost to wind and sun
Before the night has just begun
Agave parryi stands guard Photosynthesis working hard
Xylem pulls the deep cold dew
Cambium rings count seasons true
Time takes root in sandstone cracks
Tick tock rhythm breaks the backs
Of hours lost to wind and sun
Before the night has just begun
Spring tension coils inside the case
Pressure builds in time and space
Then sudden release the gears align
Chaos finds a grand design
Mycorrhiza maps the underground
Silent networks never make a sound
The watch feels roots in dark embrace
Steady pulse in rocky place
Horizon bends the light to gold
Stories written never old
I set the hands to solar noon
Life blooms beneath the watching moon
Time takes root in sandstone cracks
Tick tock rhythm breaks the backs
Of hours lost to wind and sun
Before the night has just begun
Time takes root the watch knows why
Seconds bloom before they die
Green time grows in desert soil
Patient beat no rush no toil
Time takes root in the red rock ground
Tick tock silence sweetest sound
