what's it mean to be wise or right, if time's still insistent master?

What's heart to say 

as days pass, 

what's a mind to know
after all? 

 

What's it mean to be wise 

or right, 

if time's still 

insistent master? 

 

But if you doubt the track, 

still don't look back. 

Let the love you bring 

find its fellow. 

 

Girl to young woman, 

world's well begun. 

All comes true 

just for you. 

 

Trust heart's faith 

wherever it goes. 

It still knows 

you follow.

 

Listen to it here 

 

[Robert Creeley {1926-2005} 'For Hannah's Fourteenth Birthday', from The Collected Poems of Robert Creeley, 1975–2005]