Gert W. Knop Poet I do not know?

The Factor Time

The wind blows seawards
towards eternity.
and thoughts are drifting 
into the  future far
and almost  inaccesible 
to our mind.
Deeds of the past  are lost in unimportance.
The factor time shows us, the human beings,
our limits

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Sara Kendrick March 29, 2010 at 3:38 AM Growing older helps us to see what is important about life and that other people be it family, friends, or community are the most important..Great write about this topic...Sara

Andrea Dietrich March 26, 2010 at 10:48 AM this is profound and one of your best I have read, Gert! LUv , andrea

Caroline Cécile Delacroix March 20, 2010 at 8:58 PM Yes, indeed, time is very precious. we are limited, but we just live as if today was the last day of our life, totally invested in what we do and taking and be grateful for every opportunity that comes our way. Great write, Gert. Thanks for sharing. Caroline.

Amy Green March 20, 2010 at 6:59 PM Time is one of the biggest foes of humanity. Really enjoyed reading this.