Time
Warp or eternity;
Which do you choose?
Do we have to believe?
Is it something created a short time ago?
Once there was no such thing;
No problem of tomorrow;
No early death to destroy a thousand year old dream.
What is it really?
Maybe a figment of our imagination;
But that can’t be,
As we see things change, grow and mature.
We define it as a standard unit,
But then only because we notice our surroundings physically.
Take away our senses;
Is there time or constant continuation?
Are we suspended?
Or is it that nothing happening is the true phase,
And we live in the out of phase of change.
Audio Version (To Be Added)
Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1983
(8th poem written in 1983 – exact date of writing unknown)