Popping In, Disappearing

People pop into existence with all the freshness of growing grass, and the vibrancy of the wind. A lifetime, however long or short, is an avenue to the gods only know where. That last breath, that last look… I’d like to think it is like seeing, all anew, the last dip of the sun below the horizon, inviting the stars to shine more brightly. I’d like to hold on to all of my loved ones for as long as I can. To the one who has just passed: I hope that I brought you something of value during our time together. To the ones still here: Hold on tight. Let’s not waste a single minute. Love is all that matters.

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1 Response to Popping In, Disappearing

  1. Philip Shiell says:

    Wonderful. Poignant. It is all about holding on to something. It reminds me that we should also learn that life is a passing moment and we should accept life when changes occur.

    We live in a constant state of flux; but, at the same time, we desire the constant, the placid, the peaceful restful state of life.

    Oh to freeze time or even have the ability to jump back into the waters that have already passed underneath that bridge of time.

    Reminds me of those Canadian rockers, RUSH and “Time stand still”

    I turn my back to the wind
    To catch my breath,
    Before I start off again
    Driven on,
    Without a moment to spend
    To pass an evening
    With a drink and a friend

    I let my skin get too thin
    I’d like to pause,
    No matter what I pretend
    Like some pilgrim
    Who learns to transcend
    Learns to live
    As if each step was the end

    Time stand still
    I’m not looking back
    But I want to look around me now
    Time stands still
    See more of the people
    And the places that surround me now
    Time stands still

    Freeze this moment
    A little bit longer
    Make each sensation
    A little bit stronger
    Experience slips away
    Experience slips away
    Time stands still
    I turn my face to the sun
    Close my eyes,
    Let my defenses down
    All those wounds
    That I can’t get unwound
    I let my past go too fast
    No time to pause
    If I could slow it all down
    Like some captain,
    Whose ship runs aground
    I can wait until the tide comes around

    Time stand still
    I’m not looking back
    But I want to look around me now
    Time stands still
    See more of the people
    And the places that surround me now
    Freeze this moment
    A little bit longer
    Make each sensation
    A little bit stronger
    Make each impression
    A little bit stronger
    Freeze this motion
    A little bit longer
    The innocence slips away
    The innocence slips away
    Time stands still
    Time stands still

    I’m not looking back
    But I want to look around me now
    See more of the people
    And the places that surround me now
    Time stands still

    Summer’s going fast
    Nights growing colder
    Children growing up
    Old friends growing older
    Freeze this moment
    A little bit longer
    Make each sensation
    A little bit stronger
    Experience slips away
    Experience slips away
    The innocence slips away

    Keep on writing!

    Talk soon.

    Phil

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