Thoughts of Wonder
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As the passing years impose themselves upon us,
memories keep us young of spirit and heart.
And yet, time forces us to move on
past the boundaries of memory;
and confront reality
in its starkness.
Time never speeds up or slows down,
it remains a constant.
And weaving itself into all our actions and inactions;
time grinds us down
with equal determination,
leaving only fragmented shadows of what used to be.
The power of faith and the miracle of birth,
remind us that we are mortal
by design;
only Death can release a soul
created to ascend.
We're born enthusiastic;
like splendiferous shooting stars
fueled by promises and possibilities.
And yet, we eventually fizzle out
to an undramatic finish;
oblivious to the trail of sparks we left in our wake.
And we strut off of life's stage
with but one desire;
to continue to entertain thoughts of wonder.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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