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sands of time
The sands of time slip through my fingers
As I whirl in the shadows of my far away world;
Sands cushion my toes
As I dance along the shores
Of long forgotten memories.
Is it wrong to envy a butterfly?
Or to want to jump in the middle of a tumbleweed?
Weightless, Tossed about in the wind
Fragile, and piece by piece fade to nothingness
I wait for the next wind to blow along a seed I can ride on.
I hear you now, "That´s not YOÜ!"
Ah, but it is.
Why can´t I keep floating along like a bird with no history
Instead of dragging this anchor and chain around my neck
Of other people´s crimes?
I´m older now and so battle-weary
More poet than rebel
Writer than fighter
i don't want to put down roots, I want to explore some more
Stop collecting, and shred a few hundred pounds
Life is for living, not re-living
Once is enough for me
Light as a feather
I dream of floating forever
Until the day comes, when my soul will float - completely free.
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lovesleftovers, I was just outside today thinking to myself - I have to make a concious effort to remember to think forward and not get my comfort from the past. I too often look backward too. I think we do that because we are so sure of the past, it doesn't change, and we can pick and choose our good memories. Keep trying, know you aren't alone - I'm doing the same thing...looking forward is harder because we are drawing on an empty slate...but it can be wonderful for us too, you know! Have faith, my new friend!
Hi Jami!You are so right, ...those memories should loose their impact after so much time and work toward your positive growth and especially if you've worked to resolve issues from the past. I'm finding myself surprised at how things just creep up anyway even after thirty or so years. But you are right, we keep moving through it so as not to get stuck...I keep writing :) Brightest Blessings.
Memories of the past , yea , timeless . you caprtured it , gorgeous ! I noticed that when a person dwells on horrible things from the past , it weakens them , think on it , do not forget and they move casually along just fine ... amazing write Ms. Erin , thank you for sharing :)
Beautiful! I'm having a very difficult time adjusting to my newly acquired empty nest syndrome. I continually find myself having to convince my brain to look forward instead of looking backward. It's difficult some days more than others, but I'm still trying :)
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Thanks so much Doug! I agree, its that spark that keeps us going each day.... :)
It is not wrong to envy a butterfly. We all have that spark inside of us that is greater than our mortal bodies. You have captured some of that essence here.
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Hello my dear dear Epi, yes, have no fear - we're all playing in the same sand box. But its up to YOU to teach the kitties the difference between the sandbox and the litter box!
.....I'm not worried about the sands of time - as long as you are standing there with me ......
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Eiddwen, Thanks so much for always coming by and leaving such positive and encouraging comments. I love reading your pages for the same reason!
Marellen, you are welcome to go anywhere I am...I always think that these places are so much more beautiful when shared!
Tina, I've read many Buddhist teachings that talk about leaving every thing that you are attached to to find enlightenment. I think its a beautiful and absolutely wonderful concept. The tumbleweed was a last minute thought, it just works that way! :)
Acaetnna, always wonderful to see your beautiful smile on my pages! thanks so much for stopping by!
Barb, yes, thank you! One like so many you have written, of the beach and growth and freedom! I still have you on my refrigerator!
Silent Reed, thanks so much for your comment, which is so lovely by itself. And every word so beautiful and true. Good to see you again, my friend.
Dear Genna! Welcome back! Always great to see you! Thanks so much for stopping by and leaving such wonderful words about my "work", I have to laugh when I call it work. We both know how it is to love words and to build a relationship with their structure and form. Hope you are doing well, my friend!
Beautiful metaphors...just breathtaking. You are already at the door of exploring, and what a magnificent door it is with such a creative heart. Well done, Erin! :-)
The words of a poet,you make us pause to remember how the air must have smelled of the sweetest of flowers and blades of grass frolicking in the warmth of the sun....alas,for fame and estate we lock ourselves and throw away the key,prisoners of our own making.:)
Another Beautiful one my friend...up, up and away...Loved it!
An incredibly uplifting and beautiful poem Erin. Simply divine.
I like the tumbleweed as a metaphore. Imagine to have the courage to have less belongings or other strings that keep us down and makes us live most time of our life on one spot on this beautiful planet! Wonderful poem, it is both thought provoking and encouraging.
Tina
Erin....love your poem...Can I go with you and just float away and end up on a sandy beach? That sounds so nice....
This is beautiful Erin and so very uplifting.
A truly priceless poem.
Take care and thanks for sharing your talent with us on here.
Eiddwen.
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Ruby, now you know I wrote this for both of us! Love you sister! Smiles and hugs!
OMG, This lifted me higher than a kite on a windy day. The line,' Life is for living, not re-living' Is so perfect. Why do we live in the past? The happy memories are few. As you must know, i loved this and needed it today. Thank you my friend.
*** Smiles and Hugs ****
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