If this isn't the truth, Eileen. Learning acceptance may be a difficult task, but the only way to peace. But is it hard to let go! Yet some things are meant for only a season. Fine write...Lin

My mind was once lost, but now I have found it..
Your writes are always superb Eileen
SMooooooooooooooooooo000000000000000CH!

Like the unique take and paradox on - love stars in fall and ends in spring - spring normally being the beginning of the beginning and autumn so oft' a metaphor for the end of the beginning. One can hear a small; impatient clock rushing, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, faster, faster, rather than the old slow and unhurried (tick...tock...tick, no rush, tock of the old grandfather clock) beating within observation of modernity in your poems message of not living tomorrow now, because tomorrow is now. Deep poem, Tiggs.

Like others, I can relate because this is real and truthful, it's how we are and what we are, Eileen,

John

But whatever it is, you still write beautiful poetry of sunshine, snow and stars.

Ron

Eileen, I so love your writes, I look forward each and every time.
Thank You for writing, Love, Carin

"there will be many things obscure
of which we can never be sure" Take pictures, Helps the mind from becoming surreal.

I have always considered 'obsurity' an interesting word and you have new insights through your fine poetry.

Cheers,
Dan

Time is a funny animal. Just ask any teenager, or simply remember back when time almost stood still daily. Great write ET. Patrick

..how very true...I think we need dreams to balance reality and reality to balance dreams...gosh, you have my mind going here
Love and Blessings,
Christine

VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!! 'Like a love, starts in fall, ends in spring not sure if it was a dream, or real thing'-----------I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

goes to show how little we know

Yet many think they know it all.

Dreaming with open eyes or being awake with closed ones? senses can give us their own kind of reality.

Georg

Makes sense to me, Eileen. Well done my friend. God bless.

Oh, Eileen, how I can relate.

Guess you're having a hard time of it, Eileen, as summerized in the final two words "Don't ask". I'm sorry! You're in my prayers now and always! Nice to see you; I miss you when you aren't here! Well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)

Like a ship board romance over calm seas when you reach your destination from it you flee. Moments of love left in the ships wake. Good one Eileen.
Hugs,
George C.

Loved this!
And yes- I can relate.

John

excellent write Eileen
Most enjoyable reading
Love & Peace be with you

William

No wiser words have been spoken, I can totally relate to this poem. Thank you ET I needed this tonight.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

i can relate to this!--a well written poem

Obscurity, a far too big a word for me, without you remember, the world wouldn't work at all, it takes all there is, nothing is obscure, it only seems that way, our eyes and thinking deceives us.
The poem though, is a wonderful flowing piece of artistry, like a flower opening to full bloom. Hugs! Jasmin Horst

Dear Eileen, I agree with your poem and with the last two words (don't ask;) we should just have faith. "Que sera sera"
What will be will be. Our body is a temporarily matter. But we will always be there if we know how to be prepared. "We will be sure," and "nothing will be obscure" as soon as one discovers his light.
Bless those who teach us how to pray our daily prayer and to be happy no matter what. Dear Eileen keep digging deep in yourself
Love Emile

Not asking. You pretty well summed up our human's life on earth, Eileen.

like a love, starts in fall, ends in spring
not sure if it was a dream, or real thing

I won't ask but I can surely relate to the meaning within these verses, Eileen. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

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