I sit silently, watching the sand as it slips through the hour glass, each falling grain, a clanging lament of dreams yet reached..of bonds that have been broken, of memories faded.
I am beyond the ignorance of youth, yet short of the wisdom of age.
Still, in the silence I hear the bell of time, a bell that chimes but once.
It is a sound I have never heard before. It whispers a truth I cannot deny.
Time,
the great healer of wounds, the thief of our innocence, the first flower of spring, the last leaf of autumn.
You fool us when we are young. You whisper, " You will live forever."
You trick us into wasting our days, by shielding our ears from the chimes.
It is then, when the leaves begin to change their color, you shout..
This is magical, Rain...a true poem to reflect on life's mysteries, TIME.
This line was excellent:
"I am beyond the ignorance of youth, yet short of the wisdom of age.".......I hear that ;)
I think many can relate to this......brilliant job, my friend :)
That is well done. Time is a thief in more ways than one. It seems more our enemy than friend. So it is not a stretch for me when I say I agree with what you wrote. Good job. I look forward to reading more of your work.
Brilliant....love the soft anger. This piece plays out with a gentle rage that ones sees in old black and white films (the scene that always end in a firm slap with eyes lost in a mutual trance). Just love this.....has that classic feel to it.
I REALLY liked this one. It is an excellent piece. You are such a talented individual. The piece speaks such truth. Time is something we have all taken for granted. I know I have. Job well done. Keep up your creative genius. I look forward to reading more. You know how hectic my schedule is....But I am doing my best to make time. LOL.
This is a heart felt piece, I also ponder the thing we call time and wonder why does it have to be, why can't we slow it down. Time has a way of cheating me of the words I wished I had said a time or two.
Excellent write.
It's a very transfixing piece of work.
Clearly a lot of people don't see that we only have a certain amount of time on this earth, so we should use it well..
Once time goes on past certain points realization hits, we're no longer as young and able as we once were.
We believe that we still have time to do this and that, but we don't realize what we've wasted.
"Having lived a bit has altered my thoughts of this coming new year from
all those that have come and gone. Life is so bizarre that in some ways, my diagnosis has been a blessing.
"I'm not sure why.. more..