We Wear Time in a Circle

We Wear Time in a Circle 

This moment is final
They tell us 
This is the end
Coming up against a new beginning

But how do we make sense of time
How can time
Be framed in bookends 
One hour marked apart from another
One day pulled apart from the next

We try to take things apart
But graduating 
Doesn't end our education 
Stories live outside of their pages
Ideas 
Stretch beyond their words
And People
Live even outside of their bodies
Their ashes swept up by the wind and water and mountains
Their genes alive in their children

Some moments
Some people
Are too big
They continue
To live
Into infinity

I think our ancestors had it right
When we began to wear time on our wrists
Not in a Line, or Square, or Single Dot
But in a Circle
To Infinity
 

~JL

This poem is about: 
Our world

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