Original digital surreal art: “The Machine of Time” by: rob kistner © 9/14/23
E ver accelerating
a spiral linearity
time
escaping into the future
tethered to the past
unfolding towards…
unreeling from…
…the elusive now
that eternal moment
moving forever away
yet always just behind
ever out of reach
the thing that — is
to then be — not
the restless essence
one cannot hold
but in each moment
one must behold
I have followed
this path of time
ever onward
as it’s led
been carried
on its tide
followed its rise
and its fall
in concentric circles
sweeping always outward
there is much I have seen
much I have experienced
much I’ve missed
lost
and left behind
much I’ve stumbled upon
stumbled over
always to collect myself
to quiet my mind
to follow on
the strand continuum
but to do so mindfully
Original digital surreal art: “Time’s Strand Continuum” by: rob kistner © 9/14/23
I’ve encountered the unknown
lost my way
and suffered sorrow
I have embraced the wonder
found enlightenment
a newborne tomorrow
I have understood
and known joy
losing confidence
I’ve acted coy
misunderstood
and known tears
been overwhelmed
and known fears
but ever on
this path does lead
and I
in measured step
must ever follow
pure time
unfolding
yet withholding
but — I know the mystery
I know the lie
I am not on
this path of time
the path is I
time resides
within my mind
perception’s gilded cage
it is herein
my truth of time
I’ll find
and as it slips away
its herein
I know the rage
so I will ride
the changing moon
from December’s cold
to the warmth of June
through time’s extremes
to seek the dreams
I embrace as mine
to ever seek
the elusive now
the held breath
in the folds of time
Original digital surreal art: “Portal of the Elusive Now”
by: rob kistner © 9/14/23
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rob kistner © 9/14/23
Poetry at: dVerse
https://youtu.be/9rMdEDZULbc?si=k9AS6TF8kY0XNMUE
This final version of this gorgeous haunring song I offer, features Sandy Denny, the woman who wrote the song. Ironically, Sandy didn’t get much time. She died at age 31,
just as her career was beginning.