I don’t know why this awakens deep seated fears time machines taking off to lifetimes lived before or those that exist, but yet to come to the fore It un-grounds me with no feet, just wings But I’ve never learnt how to fly high I may just float and then fall into bottomless pits between opaque high walls untold stories hound me winds can’t speak, but sing let me in on secrets to be passed on to future lifetimes -meaningless ones I don’t really care but can’t drop and run Futures unfound me I walk in graveyards, bells ring
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Wow, gorgeously evocative. 💜
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Thank you, Jude !
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Such a pleasure.
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A deep meaningful poem Reena. The notion of time travel is fascinating and yet frightening. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome my friend
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The idea of time travel is both intriguing and daunting, but the more I think about it, the more bemused I become.
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I find it eternally fascinating 🙂
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