Hours (time in a bottle)How does one measure timeHours (time in a bottle) by Lunasong365
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when he is immortal?
In millennia, centuries, decades or years,
A month, a day, or hours or minutes
Or by one moment, when everything around us changed?
A shift in perception, in seeing what was always there.
A timeline bisected by Before and After.
You took my hand and didn’t let go…
Sitting in a field under infinite stars
This miracled vintage is time in a bottle.
We look at the year and smile.
Other times, other places, a multitude of containers—
Wineskin, amphora, and barrel,
Clay cup, jeweled chalice or crystal stemware.
Is there anything new under the moon?
How about this: a Beginning.
A day to remember, a night to make memories
as far from mundane as Hell is from Heaven
(an inept analogy right about now).
Now take my hand and I won’t let go.
You know what eternity is?
It’s not an edifice wearing away,
But immeasurable moments cherished and collected
into a history and a future—