All we have is time between birth and death. As I mentioned to Paul, “time is everything yet only truly held one moment at a time, it can be fleeting or like an eternity and each experience is unique.” Do make good use of it.
Present Turning by Laura Denise
footprints in the sand
headed to the sunset,
the present turning
to memories
with each leisurely step
time stands still
yet it doesn’t,
simultaneously
moving
while holding forever
the moment
no turning back
as history proceeds,
no undoing
impressions
once the pressure
is released
and the shape
is ingrained
indelibly
though the tide
may wipe
the slate clean
and the imprint
may no longer
be seen
only time
may be able to change
the feelings
what kind
of trail
are you leaving?
footprints in the sand
headed to the sunset,
the present turning
to memories
with each step
A Haiku for Time by Paul Vincent Cannon
days within all days
time quickly passes slowly
river laps my feet
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Come and Enjoy!
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Stunning poetry by Laura Denise and Paul Vincent Cannon, whom I have great admiration for.
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Same! 🙂
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