Timeless
When I am tangled into strings of struggle
When I ask and answers are concealed
I remember that pearls unfold
in the quiet shelter of a shell
I sit back and time turns into vapour
my mind becomes a river
which flows through my veins
It glitters like rain in golden light
I dive into this pool of creation
Go down, deeper and deeper
into the ocean of the universe
emerge with the crest of a wave
I caught a glimmer of this
timeless world
Does wisdom and wonder reside here?
I add frosted jewels to my truth from
this whirlpool full of mermaid tears
I love "time turns to vapour".... it speaks perfectly of the mist in which one searches for wisdom and wonder...
ReplyDeleteOh, how beautiful! And beautiful photo too.
ReplyDeleteAnother great effort.
ReplyDeleteHi Marja - this is lovely ... 'I remember that pearls unfold
ReplyDeletein the quiet shelter of a shell' - a wonderful metaphor ... our thoughts often sheltered ... lovely to read - cheers Hilary
There is a deep wonderment in your words that expresses beautifully the fleeting nature of hidden knowledge when it suddenly appears.
ReplyDeleteI love going down into the ocean of the universe. Time is such a mystery and on some level doesn't even exist. It helps us remember and keep track to keep this consensus reality that is 99% empty space (according to quantum physics) together.
ReplyDeleteYour lovely poem is a timeless reminder ~~~~
ReplyDeleteI love "this whirlpool full of mermaid tears"! Great line
ReplyDeleteWho know where the time goes? I like your answer, "I caught a glimmer of this timeless world" where time doesn't matter.
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I really love this ode to introspection. Time alone to go deep really is a treasure.
ReplyDeletemermaid tears, great images throughout!
ReplyDeleteWisdom and wonder need no excuse to slow down time for creative artists of all kinds...
ReplyDeleteA truly beautiful metaphor Marja. Wisdom and wonder certainly resides in your world my friend.
ReplyDeleteHere's a tree that only I knew, its roots deep in my heart it grew, a symbol of my hidden truth, a friend that saw me through my youth.
Namaste
Peggy xxx
P.S. I had to come back to read a second time, because the first go felt like we had been reading each the other's mind, to such an extent that it was a little creepy! LOL ♥ (but only in a nice way!)
ReplyDeleteI like the lines go down deeper.....emerge....wave... .this is exquisite,... how we come out of our depths
ReplyDeleteWell, that's a good way to lose track of time!
ReplyDeleteTime, truth, wisdom and wonder -
ReplyDeleteTimeless & can't steal the thunder