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Wednesday, January 1, 2020

Consciousness of Time


CONSCIOUSNESS OF TIME

The sun wakes, bright as childhood.
Night sleeps, mountain shadows.
Seasons hurry, traveling rain.
Time ends, fragrance of fresh linen.



Mountain Shadows

4 comments:

  1. Photo courtesy of Jorge Láscar from Australia

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    https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Lascar_Stars_and_the_mountain%27s_silhouette_(4463941895).jpg

    Gonzalinho

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  2. This poem was originally published in Torrid Literature Journal, Vol. XXIII (January 2019), page 18.

    Gonzalinho

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  3. One day with the Lord is like a thousand years and a thousand years like one day.—2 Peter 3:8

    Gonzalinho

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  4. This poem was also published in PoemVillage (May 2, 2020) by the Adirondack Center for Writing.

    Gonzalinho

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