Counting Instants to Eternity

In the time it takes to draw breath,
A butterfly crosses the porch
On its way to a yellow Allemande
Bursting in glory.

A jet hustles anxiously somewhere,
Shedding miles of dun trails
Through inches of sky.

A neighbor’s car makes its way
From drive to drive;
Too fast for children at play,
Too fast to get there today.

And the world spins again-
Ongoing sojourn, rotating cycles in circles
Counting millennia as instants to eternity.

The breath is The Journey undertaken.
In the moment of this vision,
What need have I for destination?

Perhaps my tomorrows number like stars, or
Count few as that single hanging light ‘ore the horizon.
Each I accept as adventure anew.
Each wrought in wonder for my eyes to view.
Each is an instant of life to accrue.
As forever and always they shine!

Poetry and Photography by SS Matthews

13 thoughts on “Counting Instants to Eternity

  1. “Each I accept as adventure anew.
    Each wrought in wonder for my eyes to view.”
    What a great way to view each new day! To look for the adventures and wonder would make each day special.

    1. Each is an Island, yes, but below the waterline, we all rest on the bedrock of reality! We are star stuff, cognizant and spinning through the particles that compose us, the isolation we perceive is, in the end, self-inflicted.

  2. Sometimes it is good to realize how unimportant we really are in the overall scheme of things. We take a breath and so many things occur of which we have no knowledge or part in. Nature goes on whether we take that breath or we don’t take it. You have shown that for us we know that each breath we take is important to us and that is good. We need to keep taking those breaths and maybe we are important somewhere.

    Thanks for sharing such an interesting poem about our journey of life for this weeks Theme Thursday. May you take a million more breaths.

    God bless.

    1. And you also. I’m very pleased to have come across your site and will continue to contribute when time allows, for some breaths are spent in other pursuits.

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