Poem on the Meaning of Time


Dates are a form of language
The conquest of time
Stuck and frozen in boxes

Knowing the unknown
Is this always an act of ignorance?

Can knowing the unknown also be an act of Humility?

Is time ever knowable?

Sure it is 11:16 am on October 30, 2018
But does this detail define and limit the moment?

Where is my choice?
Celebration of the living moments


Poem on the Meaning of Time image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay


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