Sands of time

Sands of time

A Poem by Kristina Moulaison

 

 
 
In the silence
I must find meaning.
 
In the creaking of the stairs
I need to hear
the striving of the human race
throughout the ages.
 
In the waters churning
I must know the changing, but constantly
beating heart, of life itself.
 
In the rustling of the trees
I must sense the stirring connection
of all that is.
 
This, so that
the passing of my years,
the beating, stirring and churning
of my own heart
will not go unnoticed.
 

© 2011 Kristina Moulaison


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AK
I can't really explain it but this piece reminds me of my home, my Alaska. I've always found what I need here among the trees and lakes and mountains and rivers and the Aurora. I've seen and heard and felt things here that can't be found anywhere else. This land is part of my soul, part of my heart.
It's remarkable but your piece reminded me of this unique and stunning place. Thank you!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Wonderful write on self-realization. Yes, I see, totally different subject matter but title fits well here. Kudos.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kristina Moulaison

11 Years Ago

Thanks...like yours so much more! This is a cute little musing of a poet perhaps. Kind of you to lo.. read more
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

We all come from a same common place, we just take different routes to get home....
From the looks of the reviews you have had this poem on the site for quite some time. I hope those that have read it come back often, to read it again. I think each time it is read can bring the reader new feeling. Just as with the passing of time.

Gus

Posted 14 Years Ago


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AK
I can't really explain it but this piece reminds me of my home, my Alaska. I've always found what I need here among the trees and lakes and mountains and rivers and the Aurora. I've seen and heard and felt things here that can't be found anywhere else. This land is part of my soul, part of my heart.
It's remarkable but your piece reminded me of this unique and stunning place. Thank you!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderful use of imagery and poetic tool for a deep, spiritual journey to be in unison with all of creation with which we share our existence. Very well penned.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

good development of imagry as you read through it well done!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the poem. I think its wonderful but I'm not sure why someone of such youth would speak of the sand of time. My favorite part of this poem is this,
so that, the passing of my years
the beating, stirring and churning
of my own heart
will not go unnoticed

Nicely written

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like that it has symmetry to it, it helps the reading of it, and the imagery you connect to the inner emotion works very well. Its a well crafted and eloquent expression of longing for more than just what we have here on this rock. and yet such a simple demand, to not go unnoticed.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful!! Thanks for a good read this morning!!

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

the wording creates very cool imagery...Great Read! :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are magnificent with your images. This smacks of a river. It has the sound of something inspired by a river. The river, perhaps that we have recently discussed. This cuts to the quick of my soul ... as though you know the longings that pump through that soul.

A personal favorite.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kristina Moulaison
Kristina Moulaison

Bellingham, WA



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I write. Read me. We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, la.. more..

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