2 - Sonnet On Time Poem by Harley White

2 - Sonnet On Time

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Is time a spiral stairway that we climb
Whose unendingness we seek to borrow
To the last wrought syllable of our rhyme
Tomorrow, tomorrow, and tomorrow -
The fusion of the future with the past
In dizzying dimensions ever new
Which hurl us headlong in a void so vast
That what we view as false appears as true?
We must peer through bars forever blocking
Upon the threshold of our promised land -
At the gates of eternity knocking -
Outside we stand - albeit hand in hand.
Through the rush of time we're ceaselessly swirled.
How heartless is the transience of this world!

2 - Sonnet On Time
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: time
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(October 7,1999)

Image ~ Hubble Ultra Deep Field

This view of nearly 10,000 galaxies is called the Hubble Ultra Deep Field. The snapshot includes galaxies of various ages, sizes, shapes, and colours. The smallest, reddest galaxies, about 100, may be among the most distant known, existing when the universe was just 800 million years old. The nearest galaxies - the larger, brighter, well-defined spirals and ellipticals - thrived about 1 billion years ago, when the cosmos was 13 billion years old.

The image required 800 exposures taken over the course of 400 Hubble orbits around Earth. The total amount of exposure time was 11.3 days, taken between Sept.24,2003 and Jan.16,2004.

Credit: NASA, ESA, and S. Beckwith (STScI) and the HUDF Team
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Loke Kok Yee 05 April 2016

time never was so beautifully described thanks

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Harley White 06 April 2016

Thank you so much, Loke Kok Yee... and for your many wonderful comments on my poems!

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