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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Just Give it Some Time

Quite often I have written of matters of time. It seams time is one thing that has not been on my side. At least not yet. It seams time in and of itself is one of the only constants. The only thing in life that is guaranteed. Each day takes 24 hours, each hour takes 60 minutes, and each minute is slowly yet quickly pushed forward by a universal second. The time that goes by is inevitable. It is the same now as it has ever been. Have you ever sat and listened to a clock tick? The sound is unmistakable. Often times it ticks in our heads without us even realizing it. We tap our feet to a song, or walk in a steady pace. Time is the one thing everyone has in common. There is no language barrier to surpass, there is no foreign element. It is the one thing we can all agree on.

What if it changed? What if for some; time was spent much faster. What if for some; time stood still. Would everything we know fall apart. Would chaos tear apart our world. For those who experienced this would we label them as insane? Or would we call those people, the ones that see time move more slowly. The ones that find it hard to breathe in between each second. The people who finally stop hearing the ticking of the clock. Would we call them in love?

Saturday, December 12, 2009

A look into my eyes

A wrinkle in time is all that is left. The piano playing in the background. I wish I knew what it means. The eyes are the only thing that is true. I thought I knew them well, but I fear they have learned to betray me. I study them quietly. A dim gray behind a sea of blue. It is hard to translate speech that has no words. I thought I had it figured out. I thought I knew when and why it rained. And in turn why they reflected the sun so brightly. But now I feel as if the change behind those eyes is as mysterious as the day I first looked at them. Perhaps it is because they know me better then I myself know me. They have seen me when I was a child. They see me now. Nothing I have done has ever escaped their gaze. It must be futile to try and fool them. To try and deceive. I now humbly surrender; to your eyes.