A view on our summer holiday in December 2019 in the South Island of NZ
This fantail circled a few times around my head and landed once briefly 😀
Time
Time disappears into
nothingness
like soft sand held
by cupped hands
Gliding through your
fingers
Reuniting with a vast
mass
of a thousand grains
Slow down, slow down
Don’t let it all go,
and swiftly flow
Take time by the hand
hold that hand tenderly
Walk to see the
world
with the eyes of a
child
watch the clouds
dance in the sky
Be in awe of a
golden twilight
Let the twinkle in an
eye
make you smile
Be fond of a
fantail
fluttering around
Let time take you with her
Let time take you with her
Be like a soft stream
lapping
Be the wild water
bending
seamlessly
around obstacles
Accept all what comes
and let it flow, let
it flow slow
till you reach the
river mouth
and become one with
the ocean
where thirst for time
drops deep
There is your
harbour,
There is your home
Marja
There is your home
Marja
This is such a deeply philosophical write, Marja!❤️ I love the gentle tone and optimism especially; "Be the wild water
ReplyDeletebending seamlessly around obstacles/Accept all what comes and let it flow." Thank you so much for writing to the prompt❤️
Oh thanks Sanaa Nice to hear from a wonderful poet like you
DeleteThere's almost a Buddhist feel to this poem. I love it!
ReplyDeleteThanks dear Beach Happy you like it.
DeleteOh yes, this has a spiritual feeling to it. May I embrace your words this year.
ReplyDeleteThanks Susie and a happy New Year
DeleteOh yes very Zen, to be a part of nature and the natural process
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my blog today Marja
Much✏love
Thanks Gillena and I enjoyed visiting your blog
DeleteA beautiful piece of wise advice we could all take heed of.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rosemary and happy New Year
DeleteSo much has been and is written about Time!
ReplyDeleteThe main idea is usually that Time flies, "gliding through your fingers", dissappears.
We should slow its flow,join it, enjoy the things it has to offer, until we become one with the ocean of Nature.
That's a very realistic poem!
Thanks Duta So great to see you Happy New Year
DeleteBeautiful, Marja! I especially enjoyed the lines:
ReplyDelete‘Take time by the hand
hold that hand tenderly
and walk to see the world
with the eyes of a child’.
Thanks Kim and a Happy New Year to you
DeleteYou’ve captured well the mercurial nature of time which some say is an illusion that binds us … where past, present and future flow together in that “soft stream” and “wild water”.
ReplyDeleteThanks Maria Great to see you and a Happy New Year
DeleteYour poem really flows - just like the river itself
ReplyDeleteThanks Jae and a Happy New Year
DeleteAgree...take it slowly..live in the moment...much healthier way to live.
ReplyDeleteand more pleasant Happy New Year
DeleteAh, yes ... 'there is your harbour, your home.' Happy New Year from Bend Oregon ... I have toured your beautiful country but only the North Island. Must return.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year Oh yes the North Island is nice but the South is even more beautiful
DeleteThe older I grow, the faster time flows. Slow down, slow down!
ReplyDeleteYes that's true Happy New Year
DeleteOh My what a beautiful poem dear Marja, and oh how time has flown.. Seems ages since I was here my friend, and thank you for sharing your lovely holiday photo... I trust all is well with you in NZ my friend, and you have had a lovely Christmas..
ReplyDeleteSending you love and well wishes for a Happy and Healthy New Year.. May 2020 bring you many blessings my friend..
Time is my enemy at the moment... As I do not seem to have enough hours in the day.. And I have been visiting less and less in blog land as I concentrated more on my knitting ( Gifts for Christmas ) and artwork...
Have a lovely peaceful Weekend Marja.. And thank you for sharing your love and Light with us... Just a beautiful poem.. <3
Thanks Sue Same to you I haven't been blogging for a while That's the fun of it you can come back anytime you want. Good luck with your knitting and art. You've got great talent
DeleteThis is gorgeous. If you close your eyes and listen, it is like a meditation.
ReplyDeleteThanks
DeleteA lovely poem with a nice message.
ReplyDeleteThankls Diane
DeleteHi Marja - lovely views from the South Island. While your poem is quite delightful ... and as so many have said - spiritual, serene - and yes your water was doing its thing ... but we can have a time to take a moment to remember our way through, as time keeps on running by - cheers and all the best for this coming year - cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteThanks and all the best to you too Hilary
DeleteOh it is a delight to read your poetry Marja! And the two photos are gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteThere are various theories as to why time seems to move briskly as we age. The one that makes the most sense is that when we’re young, we encounter a lot of “firsts,” such as our first sleepover, our first kiss, our first love, or getting our first car. Each “first” is fascinating because we pay attention to each unique detail of the event. The more detailed our recollections, the better we remember them. When we’ve lived similar experiences over and over again, time tends to go more quickly.
Look forward to spending some time with you soon my friend.
Namaste
Peggy xxxx
Thanks so much my friend Yes that is correct Your brain says seen that done that and fills in details from memory so you can skip the now
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