Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Time Passing---What Is Time?

Time Xxi - Poem by Khalil Gibran

And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?" 

And he answered: 

You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable. 

You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons. 

Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing. 

Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness, 

And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream. 

And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space. 

Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless? 

And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not form love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds? 

And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless? 

But if in your thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons, 

And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing. 


My first date with my future husband (we were 14 & 15) was here at The Corner Drug Store near my old neighborhood, Cedar Grove. We had fountain Cherry Cokes, with real cherries, sitting on high stools at the bar and played the bagpipe version of Amazing Grace on the jukebox.  I'm pretty sure we got out of there for under a dollar. :-) We were the definition of innocence...The Corner Drug Store is all gone now, torn down..nothing left but memories, widened streets, big box stores, fast food crap and "progress".  No one ever wants to restore historical buildings in dirt poor neighborhoods.  

An old friend I knew from Jr. High School sent this pic to me on Facebook.  It was like a time travel object that took me right back to that point in time.  Nice.  Before everything---when life was youth and freedom:  a wide, very long, endless highway... Sigh... It's more of a dead end street at this juncture, but a nice street with a forest view.  Time:  A memory-River of things and people never again to be; floating, floating endlessly to the wild, blue sea.

New year, new prayer flags put up today. We leave the old, disintegrating flags up because the birds in Spring will take the loose strings of fabric and add it to their their nests.  I love that they 'recycle'. :-)

A jet flew by and perfectly split the cold, blue sky...

A shadow shot of the flags swaying in a tiny breeze.


Books I read this week - All Five Star Reads:

~~"The Mountain Shadow" by David Gregory Roberts (Sequel to "Shantaram")
~~"M Train" by Patti Smith
~~"Lover of Unreason - Assia Wevill, Sylvia Plath's Rival & Ted Hughes's Doomed Love"
               By Yehuda Koren and Eilat Negev


My son-in-law is back home after 14 days in the hospital for pneumonia, a lung abscess, lung surgery, biopsy, chest tubes for fluid inside & outside his lung lining and many tests.  Thank you for the prayers.  He'll be recuperating for a few months, until his lung heals from the surgery trauma.  My daughter was a pillar of strength and kept the nurses and doctors in line... She'd make an awesome patient advocate...Her hubby had never really been sick before or been in a hospital.  He was scared, but he made it through, PTL!  He's quit smoking (using the patch) and has a new appreciation for breathing!!!!!  I'm very proud of him.  I know it's not easy.  Mama was 84 when she stopped smoking after a mild stroke.  She's doing good with her fake cigarette thingy.  

Later, peeps, 


Kelly said...

Thanks for the update on your SIL, Marion. I will continue to pray for his full recovery! Good to know your mother is doing well, too!

Love the "feel" of that sentimental photo. Definitely a different time and place.

erin said...

i'm so relieved your son-in-law has improved. now back to the small things in life, which are, in the end, the largest))

Anonymous said...

It seems that my politics are very far from yours. But I have enjoyed and got solace from your posts over the years. What does this tell me? Certainly not that I should delete my link to your site - first reaction - now that your political views are fully revealed. Rather, it tells us two things. First, that bridges can be built, that we should read and listen to the views of others from time to time, not just those whose voices already chime with our own. Second, and even more importantly, it tells me yet again that poetry can unify, can help bring us together at times when almost everything else seems to be tearing us apart.

Marion said...

Anonymous, I appreciate your honest comment and I'm glad you've enjoyed my posts. Yes to bridges and uniting. We are all bodies walking around with hungry souls...and I firmly agree with you that poetry can unify. Poetry has saved my life time after time...but my faith in God is what makes me...me. Thank you for hanging around. :-) xo

Thanks for you, Erin & Kelly, for your kind words. Love to you both. xo