Where did the day go?


where goes the many hours
from sunlit gardens to glittered flowers
an unknown day did darkness wraught
from whence no fish my net has caught
did darkness say
ere break of day

where goes the finest minutes
the glorious tidbits
of a bygone day
that the winds of time did pine away
did darkness say 
ere break of day

where went the tiniest seconds
when were busy with movements
where did that second go
one amongst a flurried flow

when done so with half a heart
half a heart shall care
busyness does give a peace
but only from a stillness already there
and there are NO ordinary moments
did the darkness say
ere break of day.