a place to ponder metamorphosis, a place to share experiences, a place to witness growth "That it will never come again is what makes life sweet" -Emily Dickinson
Time
by Carmen H Gray
A ghostly and constant companion
Walks with me down the thorny paths
Through the bend in the cool river
Atop the snow-capped mountain
In the evergreens, along the babbling brook
In the star-studded velvet skies in the deep of night
Beyond the pale, violet clouds at dawn
She holds fast to my whole being
She breathes in unison with my breath
Only to release me here when my days are done
She is the past, the present and the future
Mingled into one glorious existence
People come and go throughout our lives. They cross our paths again and again and it never ceases to feel unfamiliar…as if time looked away to grant us the gift of illusion of permanence. That is a true gift in this fast. spinning, crazy world. A gift to hold close to the heart.
in time of daffodils by e.e. cummings
in time of daffodils(who know
the goal of living is to grow)
forgetting why,remember how
in time of lilacs who proclaim
the aim of waking is to dream,
remember so(forgetting seem)
in time of roses(who amaze
our now and here with paradise)
forgetting if,remember yes
in time of all sweet things beyond
whatever mind may comprehend,
remember seek(forgetting find)
and in a mystery to be
(when time from time shall set us free)
forgetting me,remember me
Monarca Rising 