Monday, January 9, 2006

Time, And Again

L I f e’ s    c y c l e

Waiting here on the distant edge of forever,
Standing in favor of another cruel dawn,
Watching as the night’s last few stars twinkle
Quietly into that gathering blue sky above.
  

These times we’ve shared fade into time
Setting off on the long march into oblivion,
Remembered by fewer each passing day,
As the inevitable void embraces us all.
  

Between this beginning and that end,
Lie the differences in each of our stories,
Playing like an old movie in a deserted
Hall where the lights are forever dimmed.
  

When the music does come to an end,
And gravity finally looses its hold on us,
As we set sail again, on one more new
Adventure, traveling into a distant future.
  

Where time plays no part, and keeps
No record of our passage, or presence,
Whether we will be together then or not,
Only the shadows will know for certain.
  

If such a time and place ever exist again,
Where the heart can be free from worry,
Won’t you join me there for the interval
Measured ‘twixt one breath and the next?

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Bruce, this is a beautiful poem.  I love that first line..."distant edge of forever.." I have faith that such a place exists....just beyond the horizon....Sandi

Anonymous said...

I was so happy to see this post. Miss your entries. Each one of them lingers upon my mind long after it's been read. I admire your talent.
Love & prayers-
Barb- http://journals.aol.com/barbpinion/THERESTOFTHESTORY
        http://journals.aol.com/barbpinion/HEYLETSTALK

Anonymous said...

This is lovely, Bruce.  I've stopped by your page no less than 5 times and read this entry, gleening something new each time.  Thank you...
Judith

Anonymous said...

Very nice! ~Diane~

Anonymous said...

oops... typo.  Should be "gleaning,"  NOT  "gleening."
Judith

Anonymous said...

Just wanted to check in and say hi...many moons...lol  Life's cycle is a great read.  When I was a kid there was an old  graveyard we liked to hang out at.  My favorite gravestone had a saying on it...barely able to make it out so I have no clue who wrote this saying " I was once like you as you can see,
so follow death and join me" something like that.  I always stopped by that stone to pay my respects.  Someone finally was stupid enough to steal it.  So I helped flame a rumor that there was a curse on the grave stone.  It returned almost a year later..lol  take care
Dwana

Anonymous said...

Do you believe in Heaven?

Anonymous said...

love that....my words cannot express how much i love that...

it almost makes me wistful for that time...

it almost makes me feel like i've done that before...

been "inbetween"

its lovely, and i love it

makes my heart stir

wish i could write like that

lizzzzzza

http://journals.aol.com/philadlfiagrl/lizaslife

Anonymous said...

Ahhhh!  Loved it.  nice entry!  Your j-land friend TerryAnn.  

Anonymous said...

Bruce,
Beautiful ~ Simply beautiful
I've missed reading your entries.
Dianna

Anonymous said...

Love reading your mind. Thank you for sharing it.