Time World

Barcelona, Freddie Mercury,

Where to begin and where does it end?

I spoke to a man today

Who used to be a friend

He said that that world had passed away

But when and how could it end?

They say that life is a journey

Caught in the web of time

With temporal rules and feelings

Like a poem it has to rhyme

Yes life itself is simple

It has its course to run

It’s pain and jubilation

Are laid out end to end

It’s not for understanding

Or even to control

We simply move along in time

Its within time we grow

We see it all around us

The time that used to be

The time that’s for tomorrow

But where then will we be

When we share it all together

Then we are as one

We lead our lives, participate

and leave nothing left undone

The Buddha on the mountain

The pharaoh on the throne

The Beggar on the doorstep

Looking for a home

So what of the times of yesterday

The feelings and the fun

Have they really gone away

And are they really done

Just what is it we’re part of

The answer’s all around

Feelings and emotions

A“force”not temporal bound.

The arguments of logic

Of right and wrong lose face

We cannot understand it

By citing time and place

The mystery of existence

Of being in a place

Of sharing things together

Not just a human race

The force of past emotions

That reach into our time

past friends and generations

that linger in the mind

There is no past or future

The present is the thing

That we should build our lives upon

To make our spirit sing

But what of our tomorrows

And friends we’ve yet to meet

The deadlines or the troubles

That we have yet to greet

We have the force within us

We’ve had it for all time

Before there was religion

Before there was a time

Written of by sages

of Greece or ancient Rome

Of contempletive existors

Of Jesuits or Kung

This force is our existence

Beyond the bounds of time

It binds us all together

Its magic is sublime

And when we look around our life

And whats inside our heart

It’s a testament to One

Of which we’re all a part

We’re all of one existence

One journey and one time

One singular magnificience

Beyond the grasp of time.  JM 2003