The trepan of the clock

Having set forth a goal
Having come so far
Further still lies your destiny
And here you stand at land's end

When every new idea
When every willful endeavor
Becomes a shadow of those before
Accept that you stand at land's end

When everything you've done
When all that can be done
Has been done and done again
You have arrived at land's end

Shall a bridge then be built
Across the ocean vast...No!
You shall not stop, shall not be content
You have arrived at land's end

Wherefrom became he NON

You stood outside of time
But soon inside of time you'll move
Pierced through the head
Pinioned on the face of a clock.