Of Time's Trilogy

Of Time's Trilogy

A Poem by Onoma

Of time, to meditate upon, will not be the meditation
begun with.
Time thought to itself: I shall be short and concise,
long and imprecise, and in the middle you are...
presently.
Fine details solicited to an anatomically correct
Authorship...betide vitality that shall not speak of its
purpose.
But trickle less into more--less into more...for what
wanes documents scarcity.
Drinks the bitter drop, and elongates a weary smile.
Time assumes the rite of Way, as we wait submissively...
and in the accumulation of wait on wait--we wait no
more.
Our turn is taken up, in turn.
Why the trilogy of a past, present and future?
What Physician unifies light outer and inner, in a
concentrated beam...to pass over our three eyes?
Perhaps an eye for, kept upon--each pillar of time's
trilogy.
Time ensnares our volition to ensure our grace, as the
wind that enlisteth not bespeaks of it.


Konstantinos Mark

© 2013 Onoma


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...
. amazing work, monsieur ... intensely profound ... i wish i had this vision while viewing time ... i am guilty of being a rather restive human ...

Posted 13 Years Ago



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