JOY . . . in melting into timelessness

“Ah forever!" I said. "I have such a love of that word, forever."
"Yes, it is a timeless word," he said, raising his mossy eyebrows as he looked at me. "Time is ours, but forever belongs to God, don't you think?” Anne Rice, Blood And Gold



Some look East
and some look West.
Birthing and dying
have their seasons.
Sun and moon stand
separate watch.
Ebb tides dimple
once smooth beaches.
Dark storms rise,
sunshine follows.
Lightening strikes,
sudden illumination.
Thunder pounds,
silence prevails.

Nothing distracts your
Westward gaze
nor stirs my eyes
from searching East,
but the heart,
a true compass,
says east and west,
yin and yang,
all come melting
into timelessness.

© 2018, Jamie Dedes (The Poet by Day and The BeZine), All rights reserved

Categories: Joy poem Poetry

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