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The Eclectic Pen - Hourglass

By: Sophira B. (sophiraness)   + 13 more  
Date Submitted: 11/5/2008
Last Updated: 11/5/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 96

  time slips through my fingers like
water, the hourglass quietly empties
motioning silently to the coming hour
change alarm silently resounds in my heart
an insidious presence, a coming age
a coming OF age, murmurs its promise of
arrival in my ear
I watch, I pray, knowing this time awaits
I hope, I pray, struggling through
distraction to seek Your face
love whispers to me; I accept my lack of it
its empty cavity cries to be filled within me
knowledge, frees the illusions of self
and others before me
the matrix slowly revealed, bigger
than itself lies the Omniscience
arranging at will the hours ahead
I lie in his stead

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Eva L. (wearetrees) - 11/5/2008 1:50 PM ET
Justina C. (stinasstoryspot) - 11/5/2008 3:17 PM ET
Really good, but I wonder about some of your line breaks.
Sophira B. (sophiraness) - 11/5/2008 4:41 PM ET
definetly c what ur was written of off of my feelings in a moment, and the further i wrote, the more the words got ahead of me. in the beginning, i feel the line breaks were on point; where i wanted them - but towards the end i stopped paying attention to that and this is how it came out.
Joyce M. (j3m) - 11/6/2008 10:39 AM ET
Lena S. (SquirrelNutkin) - 11/11/2008 9:54 AM ET
I liked this one, thankyou
Sabriena W. (hazeleyesrangeleyes) - 11/11/2008 1:57 PM ET
Very good.
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