I know what time it is

A new wall-clock’s

Hands move ever so slowly

As the hour passes quickly by

Mesmerizing my attention

 

Each life choice seems small

Each breath almost effortless

Until hindsight enlarges

Magnifying the moments

Of our lives – highlighting the times

When we held our breath

 

Life is long

Even when time is short

Seconds slow

Novels are written

Capturing a single day’s events

 

Sometimes life IS long

Leisurely passing time

Documenting every nuance

Of a gentle breeze

While swaying back and forth

On a porch swing

 

Time is not consistent

Passing slowly and quickly

For each individual

As needed to accent

An experience

A time for awareness

 

My sister called last night

I rarely have the patience

But I listened calmly

Allowing the time to pass

As I watched the clock’s hands

Caress its face

Beyond my grasp of understanding

I know this lifetime was not for

Us four -- My siblings and I

We dedicated our life’s energy

To a six-acre corner lot

The people and creatures on it

Unconsciously

 

Each taking a piece

Of the pain

The whole to be processed

Was too big for one

 

The first ones are gone

Moved out of time

Where spirits go

To study

 

We are still here

As time brings the

Unconscious – Conscious

Awareness negates

Blame and regret

 

And there is time to heal