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The space between Eternity is spread,

And measured into units that are known.

In inches, feet, and yards the length is shown;

And pounds and tons are used to weigh up lead.

Minutes of time the baker knows for bread;

Degrees show how increased the heat is grown.

Full buckets hold the product of what is sown,

So all are gauged, from start till dead.

 

However, in that Land of endless light,

Where lambs and lions both are to be tame,

And where there comes no darkness of the night;

Dimensions as these are not the same.

To waste the gift of heaven’s perfect sight,

And clutter up the realm of boundless fame.   -eab, 12/66

 

Written in Cincinnati,Ohio

 

 

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It can be measured (often is),

Though it has never been seen.

It has no color of its own:

Not blue, nor white, nor is it green.

 

It can’t be successfully weighed

On balance or on a scale;

Yet it is always up for “grabs,”

Daily this object is for sale.

 

It has no height from which to fall,

Cannot be rolled into a ball

Is “long” or “short” by attitude,

Is loathed or loved with gratitude.

 

What is this thing o’er land and sea,

Ruling the dry and maritime?

Give up?  Don’t you know it by now?

It’s the commodity man calls TIME. – eab, 3/3/05

 

 

Written in Kingston,Ontario,Canada

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