time essence

time peels off the mountains’ layers,reducing them to hills and boulders,then to stones,then to pebblesand finallyto grains of sand.so you see,that’s what time essence truly is:a flow of degenerated mountains © 2014 Liliana Negoi Advertisements

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Wednesday pondering – on time

I just realized a minute ago that today was Wednesday and I didn’t write my “pondering” up to this moment. For various reasons the day flew by me, and it took me until now to notice that. For a second I felt ashamed, but then I adopted a philosophic attitude and quoted to myself what … Continue reading

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Silica dreams

Today I crushed my hourglass. I crushed it barehanded, against the old wooden table, swallowing my cries of pain when the shards pierced my skin, teaching my blood the scent of daylight. I then took a handful of sand smelling like my past and sieved it slowly above a mirror, trying to see if the … Continue reading

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walk

sunlight crucified on pebbles flaunts its fluidity shamelessly – the shade of my sole briefly kisses it, rearranging randomly the photons playing hide-and-seek behind the specks of dust… strange paths i walk sometimes, like this one. i pace it tracing unwillingly its stony lifeforms in search of seeds of clay worthy of remembering. so rare … Continue reading

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shapes of sand

my thoughts found roots today in a humble piece of paper, yellowed by the passing of time and graced by the jewelry of your words’ echo: “what is the shape of the sands of time?” you asked, pinning my gaze against the fluid essence of our being. i therefore pondered for a while, only to … Continue reading

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on sand

Considering the pain and discomfort felt when stepping on a few grains of sand, you’d think that an entire beach should be a sheer place of torture – and yet what a delight can be brought by walking on its surface, be it warmed by the sun or washed by the sea’s waves…shouldn’t it be … Continue reading

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