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Time Is

Time is the breeze that brushed my cheek. Time is the water that splashed across my face. Time is the sound of a piano playing near, but not directly. Time is the conversation that I walked through, and passed. Time is the thought that stopped my thinking, then scurried away. Time is the wish that stopped me completely, for a moment. Time is the kiss that is now, and eternal, and stopped my time.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 8/15/2023 7:29:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Victor Van Beuren
Date: 12/29/2023 8:42:00 AM

Beata. Thank you for your comment. I appreciate your interest in my writing style. On John 3:16, Jesus was such a gift. His teachings, and especially his love, have helped me understand how to be human,...and humane. And, how to prepare. Again, thanks.