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Winds of Change

The winds flow playfully and unchecked around and through chambers of time. They have blown this way throughout millennia. No one knows where they come from or how they are created.

Instruments to measure, record, and track time were but thoughts and dreams of a conscious mind waiting to become many centuries away. Time as we know it would relentlessly march on until man came into being and create these instruments.

The wind still blows as it will, sometimes strongly and occasionally softly. Our Planet Earth continues to spin rapidly in space.

In the limitless vastness of space, time as we understand it becomes irrelevant due to the tremendous distances between us and other galaxies. Consider this: We are all space travelers, spinning in the endless ether of stars and other planets without number. I think it is funny that we are looking for space aliens! I wonder if they would view us the same way?

Eventually, we as a species will venture even deeper into space in large numbers. It will be a necessity due to dwindling finite resources brought on by an ever-increasing population. Time and necessity will bring about this change.

Meanwhile, it is better to enjoy the changing seasons on our beautiful Terra Firma, along with its rain, wind, sunshine, or snow. Life will unfold with each new day, bringing forth new sensations, trials, and challenges. Take time to absorb and enjoy your life to the fullest extent possible. We are all on this planet. All is well, so sit back and enjoy the journey.

We only make this trip once. Peace be with you as we travel through space.

The Winds of Change are still blowing.

 

Timeless

This poem is in Autumn Leaves:

 

Peace be with you,

My thoughts unwind,

But…I knew you elsewhere,

From a distant time.

 

Though it seems but yesterday,

Still it’s been a long, long while,

Something hauntingly familiar,

My thoughts beguile.

 

Memories sometimes lapse,

But time cannot disguise,

I believe it was your smile,

Not your laughing eyes.

 

No words spoken here,

Nor lofty man-made towers.

Simple use of thought exchange —

No clock to chime the hours.

 

Corridors of time are hazy.

Dust covers her ancient fold.

Recollections thwart and tease

In this timeless mold.

 

Pardon my intrusion

Into your hallowed space.

Forgive my poor conclusion,

But…I never forgot your face.

 

Timeless memories the past can blur,

Yet never to erase

Our footprints o’er paths we walked,

Another time…another place.

 

Thoughts we shared, flowers touched,

As we made our way.

Soft words exchanged, feelings passed,

Fragrance lingering where we lay.

 

Enraptured by you still,

Forever I’ll repose.

Would you linger her a while,

My spiritual, timeless rose?

 

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