Altered Time
Posted by Erin Mansfield
There are moments
That seem to stretch,
Far into the past,
And long into the future.
When time itself
Seems forever altered.
These interruptions
Launch us out of ourselves,
Into an entirely new perspective.
Somehow I see my own life
As both vitally important
And yet highly ineffectual
Within the grander mosaic
Of the cosmos.
Within the painting
Of such bright and varied patterns,
I am as insignificant as a dot.
But to the artist,
The painting is not complete,
Without everyone in their spot.
That seem to stretch,
Far into the past,
And long into the future.
When time itself
Seems forever altered.
These interruptions
Launch us out of ourselves,
Into an entirely new perspective.
Somehow I see my own life
As both vitally important
And yet highly ineffectual
Within the grander mosaic
Of the cosmos.
Within the painting
Of such bright and varied patterns,
I am as insignificant as a dot.
But to the artist,
The painting is not complete,
Without everyone in their spot.
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