Time is a passage, a tunnel,
that seeds our maturation.
Time is a direction, a funnel,
that leads our transformation.
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Time is an altered state,
through which dimensions drift.
Time is a storm that won't abate;
it's the pressure that gives us lift.
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Time is the daily grind, the toil,
the repetition that callouses our skin.
Time is the fertile ground, the soil
where we plant what we begin.
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Time is speed over distance.
Time is change over difference.
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© Tim Grace, 14 December 2010
(Revised, 17 April 2022)
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Tim Grace
A first impression has a lasting effect - it makes a notable difference. In a subtle way that’s who I am as a poet. A ‘first impression’ looking for the gentle ‘twist’ that draws attention to a novel observation.
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