There was a time when time refused to be.
Search parties were sent out,
Looking for that not found.
‘What time will you return?
They were asked as they left,
‘
They shrugged shoulders.
‘Does it matter?
We search for something that isn’t.
How can we but fail?’
‘No! No!’
‘You misread the orders.
You are looking for the gap.’
‘Yes,’ they say, ‘we search for something which isn’t.’
‘No, no it isn’t, but it is
because it is the isn’t that
Is between the is and the is.’
‘Oh. So we follow the is
Until it becomes an isn’t.’
‘Yes, yes, splendid.’
‘But what time shall we
record the find
as the isn’t
is a time when there is no time?’
‘Just use your initiative.
It will all become clear at the time.’
Pondering this the search party left.
The it struck them.
‘Of course it will be clear,’
‘If something isn’t,
we can see straight though.
How dense of us not to see.
About 12457adlib
I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
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