The Art of Time

What is life
but a series of moments,
of memories,
woven together in the ribbons and twine of time.

Every once and again
we find ourselves slammed
by the force of a clear and striking
of a moment

as it happens…

as it passes…

as it fades…

that interrupts the steady march
of the everyday.

These moments stand out
as bows and tangles,
knots and twists,
in the threads that weave our stories;
the times we ache to remember and
the days we can never forget.


14 thoughts on “The Art of Time

  1. I love this, so powerful, truly speaks volumes to me, I’d love if you could read some of my writing and let me know what you think, it’d mean the world, thank you 🙂 ✨


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