Age and timelessness

Are we aging, or are we growing younger?
It is difficult to say, as time is getting constantly more relative,
and we have hardly moved since we were young,
still beating about the problems we got stuck in then
which cost us all and almost all our lives,
and yet we still are living and more so than ever,
as if time’s dimension did not matter
but was only something of a trifle
that did not concern us or disturb us;
which brings us to draw remarkable conclusions:
we were outside time from the beginning,
and with time we only have grown more so.
We are still at the beginning, we got never started,
we have all our lives to still catch up with,
and for all our losses, we have not lost anything
and least of all ourselves. We are a match for timelessness,
and all we have to do is to keep following the strangeness of our course
into not only timelessness but even out of all dimensions.

Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-01-07 at 16:40

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Christian I can tell this was written after serious and detailed thought, and having made a fleeting visit to the Bay today I am surprised there was no remark made about your poem. I followed your train of thought and found many things that I agreed with. Well written I thought.