Because of the new job, i now see the dawn of each day. By the time i depart, the streets are empty of people, full of light. The reddish light passes by quickly. The roses have grown big, they look like trees. I say goodmorning to the stork.
By the time I go work, I see street quite full of people. I find the same faces nearly each morning. It is nice to have a face clock. Depending where I find faces, I know how late I arrive. I would prefer to find red roses, but I love bed´s warm.
I used to have a face clock too, when I lived and worked in Thessaloniki! Now, i started looking at the sun clock; i see the sun rising and then, when i am walking in the narrow streets i see the reflections of the light and the shadows. It is surprising how fast i am getting used to this new life. I expect that soon it would sometimes seem to me as if i were here all my life. I feel happy that i have lived so differently during the years. My recognition of present time is being enhanced; still, sometimes, i ask: where did i trully meet with the most of me? I cannot answer that. As if i watch me being and my being projects its image on time and space in disrupted sequences.
ps. I would like to read Heidegger's Time and Being, i think :)
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By the time I go work, I see street quite full of people. I find the same faces nearly each morning. It is nice to have a face clock. Depending where I find faces, I know how late I arrive.
I would prefer to find red roses, but I love bed´s warm.
I used to have a face clock too, when I lived and worked in Thessaloniki! Now, i started looking at the sun clock; i see the sun rising and then, when i am walking in the narrow streets i see the reflections of the light and the shadows. It is surprising how fast i am getting used to this new life. I expect that soon it would sometimes seem to me as if i were here all my life.
I feel happy that i have lived so differently during the years. My recognition of present time is being enhanced; still, sometimes, i ask: where did i trully meet with the most of me? I cannot answer that. As if i watch me being and my being projects its image on time and space in disrupted sequences.
ps. I would like to read Heidegger's Time and Being, i think :)
ps. enjoy the rest of the day, all the best!
We have only cherry blossom now here in Finland. I just waite for roses...
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