Time is the changer of many things
Like a magician it transforms
But the trick is so subtle and slow
We have no way of knowing
how it is done
People we once loved terribly and lost
Become memories that no longer accost our senses in quite the same way
Pain that once twisted fiercely becomes muffled
Until like a candle wick snuffed
It is finally blown out
Sometimes the scent of burning lingers
Like white sage cleansing
But the keen sharp taste of blood in the mouth, the mind
Time beguiles youth and gently stretches it forward
When we are young, years last forever
At the future we scoff
But then things speed up
Our brazen bodies catch up
And as the skin shrinks back into place
The bones no longer hold it in quite the same way
But a good life is graceful in repose
And so are faces that have smiled
They are saved the ravages that sourness and weak spines produce
Instead they grow more beautiful
And far more interesting as they age
Time is power
Erosion carved in rocks
Casting spells that the days fill
Over and over
As a billion tiny humans are born
One after the other
Breathed into life
Dying to one another
And through it all
Puzzling a question that remains unresolved
No matter how evolved
The Sunday sermon calls it
I had hiked straight upwards for an hour – look how high up I am – and then look at the grooves in the rock in the photo – the plaque tells me it was once a sea bed, this towering woodland was an inland ocean.
How can I not ponder time, transformation, we know nothing, we are nothing, we have been here but a millisecond in the great scheme of things.
How relaxing to realise that nature lasts forever, time is immortal, and we are anything but.
Top photo – same place, looking out over the gorge and national park – it was magical until an hour or so later I heard human voices around the bend and knew it was time to go down and find reality again.
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We may not be there for ever, but knowing that we could witness the beauty of nature in its purest form is wonderful enough. As always, it is a pleasure to read your wonderful poetry.
By the way, Auroras & Blossoms is missing you! Do you plan on submitting to us again this year? We would be honored to feature you in one of our anthologies or issues.
Hi Cendrine, Thankyou and yes of course I would love to submit poetry to Auroras and Blossoms – I tend to simply post and forget so I’m not sure what I have that would be suitable on the blog, will have to take a look 😊
Please, make sure you submit something that is not widely available, as Amazon will not distribute our publications otherwise. This is very unfortunate, as we now pay ongoing royalties to featured artists.
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No problem I have plenty of poetry that isn’t on the blog or in a book 📚
Beautiful reflections, Kate. We are, indeed, nothing in the great scheme of things.
I hope you’re keeping well.
As well as I can be 🙂
Beautiful. One of my favorites of yous.
Thanks Kelly 😊