Time Unspooled
/Some say Time is an arrow
Once loosed, flying forward
Towards an inevitable conclusion
But I have run backwards in time
Removed the arrow from the bow
And replaced in quiver
Thence withdrawing from the temporal moment
Lifting away from “Now”
And launching towards “What Has Been”
Watching Time, coiled as a spring
Unwind, losing tension
Releasing the pent-up power of prior acts and ages
Seeing Yesterday approach, becoming “Now” again
And hurling beyond
Towards ever more distant events and epochs
Faster and faster did the Past unspool
As civilizations rose and fell
And Humankind’s journey digressed
From shining cities populated by incredible machines
Where men and women enjoyed their leisure
To towns, villages, encampments, caves
Whilst the wonders of the age
Devolved from computer to abacus to lines in the sand
Until fire itself became the defining technology
At last, energies spent, untold eons fleeing
I stood on the edge of a lapping sea
The primal pool of life itself
And in that instant the arrow was again strung
And loosed, hurtling forward once more
Returning to the point whence I had begun
Having returned, I saw that Time
Is less an arrow, less a vehicle of temporal travel
Than, rather, the journey itself
And that the inevitable affect of Time
Is much the same coming or going
Where empty plains form to great metropolises, to empty plains again
And the experience of Life itself is a cycle
Of No Life - Life - No Life
Birth and Death being equal end-points
Having witnessed and recognized these Truths
And returned to this Time and Place
I stand ready for Time’s coming journey
Drawing upon all that has Been
And all that is Now
To prepare to build what Will Be
And so, drawing bow yet again
Launch a new arrow forward into the unknown
As the Great Spring again unwinds
And the Future itself
Begins anew
By Mike Turner
From: United States
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