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Time's Relativity
"Time isn't precious at all because it is an illusion ... The more you are focused on time past and future- the more you miss the now, the most precious thing there is." Quote of _ Eckhart Tolle The question asked is time an allusion? Time gives an order to events in this world, we use the word time often in sentences; there is the present time where things have unfurled, there is the past with all the consequences. And there is the future that has not yet whorled. moments become the past in all instances; each thought and each click of the clock is the past. Have you had 'Deja Vu' of something long passed? A fleeting recollection or feeling strange, perhaps it is a conversation or place; a psychic experience we want to change, it feels odd and we try to hide it with grace. Time- an allusion and often not arranged, there is just the present for us to embrace; the past is gone and the future is unknown. But, what of the love lost that we mourn? ____________________ February 18, 2023 Poetry/Ottava Rima/Time's Relativity Copyright Protected, ID 02-1526-208-18 All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Deja Vu sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 03/02/2023 Second Place
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