Have you ever felt
a ripple in time;
or experienced
time slow down enough,
it’s as if this moment
and the next
are imbued
with a singularity
of all of our
collective beingness?
Walking, pondering,
and reflecting
upon life’s mysteries,
I’m at once, called forth
toward a challenge,
and a promise,
given to me when
I was younger,
and a whole lot bolder.
And, as time
spills through my hands,
I watch
as it moves
toward the earth,
being called
to the place of its birth.
And, in this moment,
time becomes
something altogether
extraordinary,
birds sing louder,
the sky opens up,
and there is a shower,
of tears
that pour down,
drenching me to my very core.
And,
as the tears
fall from the sky,
there’s no need
to wonder why
I feel this deep connection
to all of life’s
manifestations.
Now,
as time slows down,
more, and more,
I smile bigger
than ever before.
Sitting in this stillness,
I breathe in and out,
and witness the birth
of a new moment,
where time ripples outward,
and throughout,
every person,
place, and thing,
and I
begin to believe.
Image Credit
Photo by Matteo Catanese on Unsplash
