Time

Time

Ticking and tocking in its metered way,

In and through our lives.

Moments become memories,

En route to eternity.

 

Pink Floyd recorded it in a ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ song.  Mitch Albom wrote of it in his fictitious fable, The Time Keeper.  My acrostic above muses around it.  How do we experience time?

 

Simon C.J. Falk 6 August 2016

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At the End of the Day

At the End of the Day

Our lives can be a busy balance of many tasks.  Work, play, time with loved ones – all of these make their claim. Even maintaining our blog-space can stretch us into the beyond.  This little post is to encourage the busy and the beset among us.  It is inspired by a clip from Victor Hugo’s delightful Les Miserables.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHwyCp6ah6U .

 

At the End of the Day

The day is done

We slump down

Upon the chair

Our shoulders sagging so.

The weight of those tense-taut muscles

Presses on the seat.

Adrenalin uncoils in us

Ever gradually

As we come to rest.

And

It meets

A sigh rising

From deep within the chasm

Of our heart.

At the end of the day.

 

What has today brought?

Not nearly half of what

We said we’d do

Has come to light.

Yet

The day was full.

And

We are spent.

At the end of the day.

 

Now

glancing over the screen

our “reader” catalogues

the latest posts.

Oh, to linger upon them!

But

My tired eyes

Strain at the screen.

And

that comment

So kind!

How I wish

I could engender

A kind, profound utterance

To thank them.

A smile,

Could offer a smile.

At the end of the day.

 

Then

Inside our heart of hearts

A glow kindles within

As a compassion

Caresses us.

A feeble and fumbling

Affinity

stammers into our sentences

as we share

with so many others

that knowledge

that we all fail

to accomplish

But we have done something!

We cherish a celebration

of that step

of something

At the end of the day.

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 3 May 2014

 

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