"Thread Worn"
A long life will have worn threads
Unless
One is born anew with each dawn
And dies with each sunset.
Then death is a daily passage on the ship of dreams
That one night leaves for the new world.
By
Joe Trolly
November 15, 1984
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"Senior Moment"
By Trolly
While you are forgetting,
You are remembering who you are,
Peaceful and serene,
Present in the moment,
Listening to the silence,
In the space between Time and Pain.
While you are forgetting,
You are resting.
You are restoring,
Your harmony of Body, Mind and Spirit.
While you are forgetting,
You are taken away into The No Time,
To the seat of Your Being,
The place of tranquility,
The place of forgetting pain,
While you are forgetting,
You remember all that is good to remember,
The memories that heal,
And tell you who you are,
What you love,
Who you love,
Without remembering why.
While you are forgetting,
You remember that Love Is,
It just is,
And You Are,
You just are,
While you are forgetting,
You are alone in your being,
Remembering that you are,
With others in Time,
Where Love struggles to become
The Only Answer,
To Why?
Be One Mind with others in Time.
One mind with eternity.
In the place of forgetting and remembering.
For this we struggle.
And even this we forget when the pain of Time is forgotten.
You just Are.
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