Friday, October 10, 2014

Forty-Five Minutes of Fall

Today we tasted forty-five minutes of fall.

In this frenetic race called life, with its relentless cycle of tomorrows becoming todays and next week this week, the changing seasons arrive and depart with barely a notice, while our memory banks mechanically register yet another year of yesterdays.

We know this phenomenon; we live it.

Yet every once in a rare while, we resist.

We stop. We examine. We wonder.

And time slows.

Each moment persists,

not quite ready to slip into the past.

And as the cellphone's clever ringtone announces the imminent start of another dizzying lap,

we linger,

not quite ready to relinquish our rediscovered link

to the slower moving parts of this world we call home.

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