Illusion
Posted on June 4, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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The illusion of time when we are bound to the ticking hands
or the ancient hourglass counting the weeping sands
though all time indeed is infinite, our bodies are not
hearts stop, life is over and time cannot be bought
as we look back, see everything we have squandered
all countless hours spent as we imagined and pondered
does our life here on this earth have true purpose or meaning
or is this all part of God’s plan, the culling and gleaning
of weary weakened souls among who ultimately fail
leaving the brave, the strong who will always prevail.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
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I absolutely adore this piece. Beautiful perspective! 🙂
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Thank you so much!
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Reblogged this on Beckie's Mental Mess and commented:
REBLOG: I hope you enjoy this piece from Linda Lee of “Charmed Chaos” Beautiful perspective on time and strength.
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Thank you- truly appreciate your reblog.
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You are so very welcome. 🙂
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A strong piece presented in the rhyming couplets, very apt for the sweeping minute hand and a perceptive description of the workings of time.
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Thank you Kerry. I appreciate your kind words.
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Profound write. Well done.
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Thank you Andrew. I appreciate you stopping by.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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