Shifting Shades
the sound of time passing
I hear it as surely as I hear
the low hum of traffic
that ebbing flow of humanity
still dancing to stoplight rhythms
I hear time slipping
like unspent coins through a child’s
sweaty fingers...
I hear it drift away on cooling coffee steam...
the sound of time passing blurs ticking-clock-hands -
- digital just doesn’t tell time
correctly...
... no tic-tic-tic marking hours
that fall silent in the hourglass...
... lost minutes
scattered and strewn and almost forgotten
litter life’s pathway like stars molested from the sky...
Is all innocence lost too, in the annals of time?
Time dulls some urges... desiccates dreams
wearies the heart and withers the spirit ... if you let it...
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Time shifting ... echoes in seasonal shades
flowers bloom, shine, wilt with age
moon and sun share a changing panorama
as Spring see’s Winter in its grave...
old man oak spreads his roots
holding arms out wide
shivers with delight at the soft spring rain
and turns his head to the sky...
the sound of time passing
I hear it as surely as I hear
each year slide into the next
new taking over from old
I hear it as clearly as the beating
of my own inner ache –
- and wonder, have I left it too late.
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Sharonlee©20-Nov-12
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