It tells you among choices what’s best
You may use it when you are put to test
It grows on you throughout and forever
You will accept it, adopt it if you are clever
It makes you muse, reflect and remember
What you had once thrown into the smoldering ember
It directs you to go forth and douse
The flame that had once warmed your freezing house
It sets you free, helps forget
That which has you trapped in a treacherous net
It lets you step back and fetch
The little strand of memory that was once a wretch
It makes an impression with varied inks
Like on moist sandy shores, do your footprints
It then washes clean the stains
As the wave does, when from you it drains
It scurries like a frightened butterfly
When you wish it stayed longer and not be so shy
It seems to stick on like superglue
When all you cared for then was that it flew!
It is measured, dreaded and mocked
But can never be held back, controlled and locked
It is a dimension made of moving wall
Stolid and steady, even when tides rise and fall
It justifies every event small or large
And lends momentum for you to charge
It paces and continues to rule on
Unfaltering… long after you are gone
Passerby said:
From momentum to glory, from ignominy to love… your words unravel every one of the abstracts as only time would have been able to otherwise.
Kavita said:
And so do yours… thank you…
reedssss said:
cool poem
Kavita said:
Thanks for taking the time… glad you liked it 🙂
wiserskydiver said:
time and its travel journeys thru every souls mind….
nice really nice
Cheers!!!
Kavita said:
absolutely! the one dimension that takes us along with it…
thanks for reading this one, W… really appreciate it!
willow said:
Time does fly like a frightened butterful! Wonderful thoughts.
Kavita said:
Indeed it does… phewww
Glad you enjoyedt he poem, Willow!! Thanks for stopping by this ooooold one too…
Have a lovely week!
willow said:
oops, that’s butterfly….but you knew that!
Kavita said:
hehehe.. it’s the thought and sentiment that matter…ain’t it?! Yes, I did know you meant butterfly, Willow.. I have made too many typos myself… 🙂
Jingle said:
u r so very creative!
lovely flow.
Kavita said:
Oh Jingle… thank you… you are always so kind to me… I am very happy you liked this poem…
Good ol’ fleeting time… 🙂