Time stopped when you came around. The clock ceased to ring. It stayed at 12:15 p.m after a few nights ago. Its' noise was loud, obnoxious. Time was asking to stop, and let live.
Then you left and it wound. It moves on. It reminds you very slowly and gently, beckoning every hour... half hour.
It was beautiful. If not for time- we would not move. If we did not move, we would not live. Its for the moments, for the seconds, and the details we live for ... sometimes slow, fast, all in motion , and all to savor.
We made use of it- forcing ourselves to ignore its rings. So we stopped it completely. Physically , mentally, and the emotion grew and grew.
Make use, let it roll on.
love...
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3 comments:
I'm glad calm is back in your life :D you deserve it!
Very concrete, precise and thought provoking.
lovely!
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