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The Distance of Time
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Existential Forging, foraging ahead, we weave our lives like the silken threads
Of intricate lace with the perfect artistry of spider webs.
Each silken strand of time we entangle in our own spider design,
Is another turn of the immeasurable eternal wheel of life.
Searching, reconnecting, re-organizing, to explain the meaning
Of the great truth behind the definition of the distance of time.
Placing ourselves deep within the confines of the hour glass of being,
We press hard to stretch fingers over the sands to stay above the flow.
The harder we push, the more we sink into the inevitable.
Time flows further away and closer with every moment we resist.
And, as we hold on with our first breathe to the threshold of newborn dreams,
We face our destiny as blossoms blooming in the garden of God.
Is this the grand illusion, the enigma of the distance of time?
The more we strive to move ahead, the further we seem to fall behind?
Can we tear down the wheel or decelerate the art of the weaver?
Can we face these questions without knowing or is this what love is for?
10/13/01
Amy Riberdy
Wowoow....deeply evoking and thoughtprovoking, Amy. Especially the last 4 lines, where u pose the questions.....Hhhhhmmmm..very interesting .~ Interlaced and weaved with a sense of spiritual inclinations...Smilesz. Thanxs for inviting me to here, lady ~ I am most glad to read it. ;) ONce again, great gem ~
A thought provoking exploration of our human condition within the reality of time; "The harder we push, the more we sink into the inevitable..." May humanity then learn to accept the inevitavble when: "We face our destiny as blossoms blooming in the garden of God ..." This is the reality of ur earthly journey. Thank you so much, Amy! Ugonna
Such delicate evocative words, such a series of images- yet time is the thread that binds it all together. A master's touch has created this little treasure. Well done and a pleasure to read. I look forward to enjoying more of your works. Thank you for so generously critiquing some of mine.
oh amy...... I love this one.......... something haunting about this piece....... might just be the subject...... time is something that just seems to survive no matter what....... the grand illusion, the enigma of the distance of time......... I find this to be a very powerful line......... along with 'the harder we push, the more we sink into the inevitable' oh so the story of my life....... I truly enjoyed reading this piece........ thank you for sharing your talent with us