is there time enough for time?

Is there time enough
for the raindrops to freeze in mid-air
and hang there in oblivion?

Was there ever time enough
when time ran the course of endless moments
frozen by the Instamatic flash and then tired out?

Will there ever be time enough for time
to run around endlessly
in a carousel packed with kids
whose time has just begun?

Time will stand still
when you suck in your last breath
that time allows
and then the room freezes
like the raindrop, like the smiling faces on the Polaroid.

Time stops. Your lap is over.
It's time to hand over the baton to the kids on the carousel
who know not that time is ticking on by.