The Wonder And Mystery Of Time

A Poem

That the light from stars that died billions of years ago Are still reaching us today This fact when first learned Burst my understanding of my place in the universe What it means to be alive Forcing an examination of all that I “know” To look anew at how I relate to everyone else And my place in the history of existence To examine what is meant when we talk about Past-present-future To question whether they are distinct and unconnected

So what is this mysterious thing we call “time” Is it simply a unit of measurement That has no separate existence except in relationship to other events It happened then Not now

Is there but one “Time” that encompasses All that ever happened Or will occur until infinity Is every living entity that ever existed still alive in some form Through the continued presence of the energy and matter That gave rise to its creation And will live on forever into the future

Do the echoes of our lives still reverberate in the universe Like the light from the stars So then are we all connected All life From the ‘big bang’ unto the end Need there even be a final culmination Wouldn’t the effects of a “big bust” Be felt for many a billion years after its happening

For us children of the stars Is it the whole story that we came from dust and will return to same I believe that we are much more That we have been infused with a spirit That is the foundation of our being Giving us a power beyond imagining Making us Children of Light Human stars That are visible to the universe

What makes this all possible That which we know as “Time” Is all unified by the presence of a divinity Within Whom all eternity exists Need this necessarily be “the” answer No It is in the realm of the spiritual Faith is required But my mind and heart both lead me to this same conclusion That this is so All peoples and creatures throughout all time Are bound together in one common journey