OT: Time Stand Still

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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
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
Experience slips away...

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

Make each impression a little bit stronger
Freeze this motion a little bit longer
The innocence slips away...

Summer's going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up -- old friends growing older
Experience slips away...




-- RUSH (neil@geddy.alex), November 30, 1999

Answers

RUSH, that was beautiful! I find myself going down that same road, trying to savor, cement some memories for this chapter, get centered for the next chapter. Mixed emotions, the grief of what I may lose, the awe of we natural beings making the last gasp toward transcending this unnatural event. The personification of technology I think paints an intriguing tragedy.

-- Hokie (nn@va.com), November 30, 1999.

On Topic and appropriate!

I'm an old RUSH fan myself.

-- (Kurt.Borzel@gems8.gov.bc.ca), November 30, 1999.


The Sound of the bell of Gionshoja
echoes the impermanance of all things.
The hue of the flowers of the teak tree
declares that they who flourish must be
brought low. Yea, the proud ones are but
for a moment, like an evening dream in
springtime. THe mighty are destroyed at
the last, they are as but the dust before
the wind.

- from the Heiki Monogatari

-- Count Vronsky (vronsky@anna.lit), November 30, 1999.


Percy Shelley: "Ozymandias"

I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said---"Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desart. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that this sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings, Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away."

-- Risteard MacThomais (uachtaran@ireland.com), December 01, 1999.


The moments in one's life are like sand falling thru an hour glass.After they are gone,you can never recapture what has past.Take this time and use it wisely.Grow both mentally and spiritually in the beauty of this world.Use what you have been given to help others progress and evolve on life's stage.

Maggie M.

-- Maggie (song bird@iwon.com), December 01, 1999.



DON'T MISS IT

So much is happening Watch the clouds as they billow, trees bend in the breeze, behavior of birds, postures of bodies, color of eyes

Listen to locusts in August the rustle of leaves thunder as it rolls the laughter of children sighs at sleep's fall silence

So much is happening

-- Lars (lars@indy.net), December 01, 1999.


BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-- lou (lnf2@webtv.net), December 02, 1999.

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