CLOCK

CLOCK

A Poem by PoetryofProvidence

In the vast beauty and diversity

                 of the reaches of the cosmos

           impresses upon us all

the shear minute dust we are

                 in any comparison

The simplicity of laws

            that govern it's most basic

     and complex movements

Birth , Life , Death

                 some would distain this as "circular"

as the patterns in creation are

for all things existing within its confines

the birth , life , death of stars   , galaxies

entropy and the recirculation of those elements

into new structures encased

                 in the womb for new material

apply equally to the diversity of structures

                 cycling on the little blue marble

seed  sprout   bush    tree     seed 

seed  sprout   plant    flower     seed

seed   baby    child     adult       seed

same  down    onthe   cellular    level

same  down    tothe    atomic     level 

                 and its clock

in a state of perfectly circular self propagation

For those who foolishly accuse us of being

 

                   CIRCULAR

 

Let me explain              a simple something

     how we measure time in the cosmos

 

is based on a circular orbital movement of planets

                      and stars

and as for thinking

are questions seeking answers which just

                     lead to more questions

 

          and that's the beauty of it

 

       simplicity defines even the most

        complex systems that function

 

right down to the circuit boards for computers

        and technology

 

Mama      seals     it      with     Kiss

        Keep it simple stupid

 

anyone who doesn't know

a clock embedded in the universe

has not recognized his own


Ecc 8:17

9:3 This is the evil in everything that happens under the sun: The same destiny overtakes all.The hearts of people, moreover, are full of evil and there is madness in their hearts while they live, and afterward they join the dead. 4 Anyone who is among the living has hope even a live dog is better off than a dead lion!

5 For the living know that they will die,    but the dead know nothing;they have no further reward,    and even their name is forgotten.6 Their love, their hate    and their jealousy have long since vanished;never again will they have a part    in anything that happens under the sun.

7 Go, eat your food with gladness, and drink your wine with a joyful heart, for God has already approved what you do. 8 Always be clothed in white, and always anoint your head with oil. 9 Enjoy life with your wife, whom you love, all the days of this meaningless life that God has given you under the sun�"all your meaningless days. For this is your lot in life and in your toilsome labor under the sun. 10 Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might, for in the realm of the dead, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom

 

 

COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller

via Duboff Law Group LLC 

© 2013 PoetryofProvidence


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