Time
Like the steady pulse of the sea
Time flows inexorably onward
Moving with the rhythm of the universe
A steady beat of forward motion
Minutes become days
Years turn into centuries
With a power that is absolute
We are at its mercy
Fight time and you will be thrown upon its sands
A hollow, broken shell
Embrace it, and you will float upon its currents
Reveling in life to the end
Time flows inexorably onward
Moving with the rhythm of the universe
A steady beat of forward motion
Minutes become days
Years turn into centuries
With a power that is absolute
We are at its mercy
Fight time and you will be thrown upon its sands
A hollow, broken shell
Embrace it, and you will float upon its currents
Reveling in life to the end
Thank you, Anvilcloud, for permitting me to use another one of your photos as an idea for a painting.
posted by Pam at 1:36 PM
15 Comments:
I'm glad I have you to float with!
Much love,
Robin
Beautiful painting and poem. :)
I got a nice headset but it will not jive with my puter. I'll keep trying.
XXOO
So much wisdom and beauty, Pam. The precious 'now' is the moment to celebrate.
Lovely--lovely words and wonderful complement to the photo.
So glad you are "learning."
Pam - Your Dragon seems to be a very good inspiration. I like that poem alot - such true words and the dreamy, surreal photo is a perfect compliment. Very well done.
Tammy, me too, it makes for a much nicer ride.
I hope you can get your puter to play nice with your headset.
Cathy, you are so right. In a society that seems preoccupied with "having" the celebration of living often seems forgotten.
Kgmom, thank you. And yes, I am learning, what's interesting is that the Dragon learns from me, too. It's nice to be back with my blogging friends.
Alyssa, thank you very much. I think about time a lot and what it means to each of us. When AC gave me permission to use his photo for a painting, it all seemed to come together.
I though it looked familiar. But then, I figured that beaches and seas can look pretty similar.
Lovely, Pam....especially the last two lines. Hugs, Ginnie
I had to take a second look...was that someone walking on the water?
Delightful image and poem.
This is beautiful, Pam. I wish we could all remember this every moment of the day.
I try to remember this every single day.
Sometimes life just gets in the way. We've had our son, his wife, her mother, and the two boys move in with us this last week-end, until they get a house. It's really crowded and there are boxes everywhere. Everybody's bone tired and sore and edgy. But this, too, shall pass, right? Right! We are taking the boys up the mountain to Lake Mary this morning for a little R & R.
AC, usually when I work from a photograph I use it for an idea and create a painting. In this case, the mood was so perfect that removing the tree and adding the person and the pocket watch was all that was needed. Thanks again.
Ginnie, the last two lines were my favorite part too, thank you.
Bonita, nope, just staring out to sea from the beach, one of my favorite passtimes.
Bitterroot, it is probably impossible, but no moment should ever be taken for granted.
Pepek, yes, it will pass and the memories of this crazy busy time that will stay with you will be the good ones. The edginess will fade away.
Aha! (peeking over the fence) I found you! :)
How's it going with the Dragon?
Peace,
~Chani
What a beautiful poem...just beautiful.
Nancy
I will fight time! I will be tossed on the sands and set up an eternal youth camp where no one gets ALS, no one loses their children, no one fights with their husbands and Zoloft is as unnecessary as anti-wrinkle cream. We shall call this paradise "MamaPutopia". Come along my friend! Bring the dragon! We'll drink mimosas and play Hank Junior.
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