The passing of time through
the changing pattern of our thought
Is like a fish passing water over its gills,
Or like a cosmic engine
And not unlike the stream of
light passing through pictures
It is leading to irreversible changes,
It is triggering our memories,
Those emotions that are often evoked
When hearing a piece of music from our past.
The time is perfect.
Present perfect, past perfect, future perfect...
Every time we understand more about ourselves.
We are going through an invisible portal
In our awareness.
And every time we think about our awareness.
We understand that our cages are within,
Created by fear and by the walls we
Have built around our hearts.
It is our imperfection the place where our story lives.
We pretend to be perfect, but we hurt each other and
We fail to live up to our standards...
We are so imperfect and have so much love for ourselves.
Maybe this is why we need to create those perfect moments
For glorious memories,
Resisting the passing of time through
the changing pattern of our thoughts.
Maybe this is why our time together is so precious.
Copyright © ® Marieta Maglas. All rights reserved.
8 March 2010.
You have captured the idea in a truly philosophical manner. We need not resist the passing of time. We may only change the pattern of our thoughts. That is enough. Acceptance is what is needed more than resistance. While one may resist, he may often fail to change. This is the difficulty. Acceptance always allows the freedom for a change. The difficulty with the world is that it often resists the flow of life and thus gets drifted to a state of perpetual protest. How far can we resist the flow of life?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Built around our heart! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.