Through the depths of pure darkness,
Through the reaches of all space,
He arrives from the vortex,
His transcendental portal.

Traveling upon the curves of time,
Traveling upon the waves of reality,
He slips in between, the
Now and what will be.

Fixing the rips, rifts and loops,
Mending temporal paradoxes,
Stabilizing anomalies,
He watches all alternate worlds.

He does this unseen, unknown
To maintain the matrix of our lives,
The apparent arrow of time,
Tightly sewn within our space.

A voyager, explorer, an adventurer,
Able to move at maximum velocity,
He is of the fourth dimension,
He is the keeper of time.
  
He is The Timekeeper.

Sarah Donnellan
Inspiration: Doctor Who, of course And I also had in mind, The Time Machine, by H.G. Wells.

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