Poem -

Flow2

Flow2

Flow.
Creation’s
flow.
One
long
uninterrupted
feed.
Rolling
forward.
Out from
the past,
into the
future.
Churning.
Spinning
eddies,
undulating
moving
along.
Dynasty
to Dynasty.
Heir to
heir.
Human
history
created,
evolves.
None
apart.
All connected.
Intimately
so.
Occurrences
thousand years
past.
Reflected
today.
Today
reflected
distant
years
hence.
Continuity.
Evolving,
dynamic
flow.
Human
stream
created.
Each piece
segmented
to the
whole.
God’s eye
view.
Humanity,
one continuous
flow.
One contiguous
being.

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Linda Lank

GREAT DESCRIPTIONS KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK LINDA

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Being Me

I haven't read flow 1 yet, but I will.

This poem describes what I spend a lot of time thinking about. How time goes on and on and on .... how our lives are so short, how quickly families can become strangers. What I mean by this is ... I know how I could walk down the street passing by someone who could possibly be the son or daughter of my mum or dad's cousin.  Lots to think about ... and mostly about how very short life is.

I love your work, John, and this, for me, is up there with your best x

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author
John Prophet

Hi BM,
Thank you so much for your wonderful comment.
John

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author
Marion

Apparently one day the sun will die and all humanity with her... sobering thought. May we all continue forever... untill then. Love your writes John x

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