Of Time

Of Time

Of Time I do not speak
Position and duration are my nouns
Eternal transition my verbs
Consciousness my palette

The plucking of imaginary points
Is how you speak of time
Inferred and constant highway
Present only to the mind
—-
But passing time alone
Knows no such waypoints
It speaks, if at all, of watchers
Now present to changes, now not.
—-
©Stephen Tanham

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Love this, Steve. Time is a reliable source of fascination. 🙂

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    1. stevetanham says:

      Thank you, Diana. Some people have got close to comprehending it, I think, but we’d need to be more than human to live there…

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