Time and Man

Mankind do we know what is going on tomorow? Do we realize how tiny we are in the speck of time?

The road that wanders though our lives

It takes a winding route

Some days it is fair and friendly

IT offers hope and faith

Some days it leads to sorrow

With disasters in our midst

Man is but a voyager 

On this ever transient road

His impermanence is annoying

His chaotic trials a joke

What is the grand design in a million years

Do we even know?

How can we care of what we make today

When we will not know it after death

Our perspective is so tiny

ON the stage of Cosmic play

That i doubt we'll get a place card

On the table set  by God.

Author's Note

all comments welcome

Reviews

[Aethereal]

This is a thought provoking poem. If we weren't tiny when contrasted against the vastness of time and space, then we wouldn't exist. It takes vast amounts of time and material to increase the probability enough so that we may finally evolve from stardust. It goes without saying that this vastness also contains the probability that shall enable us to return after a great deal of time has past. Since unconsciousness isn’t aware of the passing of time, then our reincarnation should seem instantaneous to us relative to ourselves as we enter our brave new world as a child. There are worlds without end. It’s good to get a taste of each one. Hopefully none of us shall be born in a war zone like the Ukraine, Afghanistan, or Syria.

[Violet's Run]

Thank you for your very pensive and thought provoking comment.. I had to re read it a few times and let the quiet assurance of your words settle into my spirit. I have to say I believe in reincarnation and logically it makes so much sense and in spiriti it resonates... I let my stupid conscious ego pick at the subject of death when I know it is hard wired for self preservation at all costs and damn the life rafts you know what i mean.. It thinks only of living it rejects any possibility of dying.. and fears it above all else because it knows it is temporal. I will remember your words at 3am when the doubts seem to raise their ugly head.
blessings friend
susan

[Aethereal]

You’re welcome! As karma would have it, perhaps every warmonger on Earth shall be reincarnated as a helpless child among the ruins of Syria, or Hiroshima in a world of their own making. We reap what we sow.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes indeed .. we are so very small ... as small as how very big we think we are .. spot on .. inspiring thought!
E.

[Nathan]

I think even I believe that am blessed to stop by. Am honored to read this beautiful write because the truth, wise, wisdom of real life i've seen through your poetic words .. yeah, a man always wanders across the globe..rambling through the darken streets finding his way touching the sky and blink like a lit... What a beautiful poem i've read throughout my day. Some times some pieces are made to live alive into the flesh of the heart for ever and i'd want to consider you this one first from one of 'em... Lovely poem, the concept's all what touches my heart. Keep on!

[Violet's Run]

Well thank you for enjoying this piece. it has a special place in my heart so thank you . The topic is one I have pondered on a lot and sadly still can only say like King Solomon.. it is good for man to eat, and drink and be merry enjoy his work and fear God.. the rest is a waste of time to worry about.. (that was a bad paraphrase.) but the topic is well touched in Ecclesiastes.. thank you for the comment

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write. Thank you for penning...:)...................

[Violet's Run]

Thank you Sami. I appreciate your read and comment Your opinion is valued.
susan

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)...........................

[Zahra]

Some days it leads to sorrow With disasters in our midst Man is but a voyager On this ever transient road

True and wise words, beautiful write. 100/100 from me

[Violet's Run]

I have a voice.. thank you for reading and commenting.. I have been off site for a few and I need to bet back in the swing.. so it was nice to find your comment.. a pleasure as always
susan