Parallel Dimensions of Time (with poetry)

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** Parallel Dimensions of Time **

Time stretches—
endless strands woven
through the air,
like ink spilled on forgotten pages.

The past clings close,
its whispers thick
with memories unbidden,
while the future bends like light,
its edges sharp,
merging with what never was.

We reach for the now—
but it slips,
always just beyond our grasp,
like a dream shifting
the moment we wake.

In motionless flux,
the clocks tick in parallel,
their hands seemingly move
forward for the eye
but always along different paths,
never quite the same,
a symphony of moments
that play,
but never resolve.


With love, © Aífe