Sendings
By Shirley Segev
© Shirley Segev
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Time Stretches
Time stretches to
accommodate
The moment's need
to soothe and calm
to scare and dare,
which way it turns,
whether into a blur
of time lived on,
if harnessed as life's balm,
or its joy lured,
depends much on
the moment's yielding
to concur.
Do I decide
Do I decide this door
has handles on both sides
so I can come and go,
or should I guess
that on the other side
there is none
when it slams shut,
which means
I will forgo
the option to return
when I do know
— if I know, but I digress —
how things will be evolving
in life's revolving to and fro
of its different doors
on upper, middle, and the lower
floors.
The day in its full thrust
The day in its full thrust
Has fooled us into
believing we must
yield to its needs
and rush to its rhythms
so we did and now
its almost time
to face it and fathom
as we look into
each other's eyes
why we can stop,
smile, hug, kiss,
dance around as we do,
and we laugh
at the sun up there,
in the skies.