Time, An Illusion
It's Gone, For Goodness Sake
Clocks halt - motionless.
Until the pendulum swings.
And then - flies away.
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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Comments (7)
Very relatable.
I felt like I froze with the first line and started swaying again with the second 😍 Wonderful!
This is wonderful. Well done.
I felt the stillness of a moment in your opening line. Then the pendulum swings, and oh my goodness, the moment is gone. Really well done.
It’s time to say “that is awesome” ❤️
This was really cool!! I felt myself stop and still, and then resume moving between the each line. Loved it!!!
This is invoking Emily Dickinson for me. This so well captures the experience of parenting -- it lasts forever, until you blink and they are grown and "fly away."