Sands of Time

A RICH TAPESTRY OF PEOPLE, PLACES AND HEIGHTENED EXPERIENCE—SAHARA–HARDLY JUST DESERT!

Diary of an Aesthete

Sahara… صَحَارَى

How can one word still evoke so much?
Even now, as time moves on at such quickening pace…

Worlds begin to collide, continents drift.

Again I am standing with feet between two lands. Yet for once I am not shaken, but stilled by this dissonance, this ambivalence… Life continues to move forward into beautiful and wicked dichotomy. I’ve learnt to love my life’s dilemma, learn each day to accept it more. Even a dying flower holds a certain beauty… and, yet, I feel myself blooming again, shooting up and climbing around the doors I once traversed, now closed to me… and I find a window.

Many moons have passed, buds have bloomed, leaves have fallen, and somehow, it still lingers… doesn’t seem to age in my mind, nor fade, or harden like memories often do. That one word. Sahara. It brings back so much.

I guess it’s time…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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