Time

By mysticventures

What is time -

Except the passing of one present into another

That we are conscious of this passing -

Is what separates us from all other creatures

It is our blessing -

And our curse

A blessing in that, with this awareness -

We are given control over our destiny

A curse in that, with this awareness -

In our attempt to manage time,

So focused on the future are we,

That we fail to see the present for what it is

For truely it is -

Our place

In time

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Published on Saturday, July 17, 2004. Filed under: "Poetry"

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Comments on "Time"

On Tuesday, August 24, 2010, sueseagull (5) wrote:

Very lovely and well written poem. A true pleasure to read.
A former member wrote: nicely done
On Wednesday, July 28, 2004, sixsixnine (476) wrote:

your work cutting atoms .. this is another demonstration of how deep & real you see things.. i'm loving it*
A former member wrote: time is a concept..the past is the future..and repeats itself. nice work.
A former member wrote: I think I'm going to look forward to your works.
On Saturday, July 17, 2004, mysticventures (527) wrote:

thank you for your encouragement - this is my first attempt at sharing my soul with the public.
On Saturday, July 17, 2004, Northstar (374) wrote:

this poem is very grounding--and very true--once again, nicely done.