My name is Time. I am born out of Mother Earth´s revolution within its axis. I am the hour, I´m the minute, I´m the second, I´m the degree etc. Every 15 degrees of the revolution represent one hour which literally means that a complete revolution of 360 degrees would produce 24 hours which marks the end of the cycle and the beinning of a new one. I am not a mental construction as most scholars believe. I am a demonstration of truth based on the logical order of the natural phenomena which governs the mechanical relationship between man and the universe in particular, the earth and the sun. I am the traffic light that controls the pathways and the patters with which day and night take shifts. At 180 degrees, a night falls and at 360 degrees a new day is born and the cycle goes on and on. Here I depict a love scenario between the Day and Night where the two look for each other but cannot meet as each one has a fixed period to stay though at times they mix and merge due to seasonal changes.
Inspired by By Regis Auffray´s What of Tomorrow lovely article posted yesterday at the AD article section.
My name is Time
I am the reality of an eternal love
The off-spring of unmating couple
The hide-out of a missing love
My Name is Time
I am the gasp of an exiting soul
The breath of a newly-born baby
The holy union of divided hearts
The dividing line of love hearts
My Name is Time
I am the pestle in a bottomless mortar
The dying sound of distant echoes
The remnants of a retreating army
The glory of an advancing force
My Name is Time
I seek to separate the inseparable
I am mixer of the unmixable
The pillars of a broken bridge
My Name is Time
I am the melody of a love song
The rhythm of its fine lyrics
The sharp edge of a magical sword
If you miss to cut me, I won´t.
My Name is Time
Thank you for sharing this thought-provoking offering, Abdi-Noor. I am happy that my friend's article inspired you to write and to share your thoughts. Love and peace to you,
But what is time of the long line of human existence? It is only a marker by which we define events. Time is meaningless to a universe that continues on without us to guide it.
Ron
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this is a fine poem indeed, i love it
peace to you always, my friend
john
Regis
Ron