Showing posts with label time heals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label time heals. Show all posts

Saturday, October 15, 2022

Time heals




Heavy loads lighten

With deposits and discards

Along the way

The body seems to know


What to do

when cut, shattered, broken

Takes care

of itself, well


Wounds heal, eventually

Even the inside ones

May mend

If treated


Kindly, Rest,

Until ready

to move 

On each step carries

One-One

step further away


From the point

Of impact.

In tact 

You must keep 

walking from Then.


Lighter with Less.

Changed for Good.

Humbled with Life.

Graced by...


Painting by Carl Holsøe, c. 1881-1936 in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Galileo's Hearts



The hours carrying over one heart beat
                                to the next
which only make echoes of now and forever.
                                This crude hammer-
ceaseless-does not heal but molds to fit
soundness through all narrow passages
                                pushing breath aside.

This welcome breeze washes over
hot cheeks
with smile,
injecting light
where darkness filled up silence with stories.

There was once a time
when it was easier said than done.

Flutters and leap seconds could be folded
and kept muffled
in between a steady place
and were bound by revolutions
mistaken for revelations.

Now, as predicted
none looked further than necessary
and overall, it was universally agreed,
                                          inevitably
the shifting weight
would crush us completely
while the drum rolls on.


Painting by Arthur Hughes [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
                                        

                                         






Half-dozen Mud cakes

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