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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stones Flake to Sand</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stone flakes to sand, and mountains melt to mould, <br>as Time's transgressions fault lines day by day.<br>Nature's plans, tectonic placques enfold, <br>grind growth to grit as bit by bit they fray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each season’s growth, though loth, fails, tale soon told, <br>same story – morning glory - passing play.<br>Dictators fêted, mated stranglehold -<br>as swift their rise their fall, ball out of play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Raging volcanoes age, old page stone cold.<br>Gone - lifeless echo – mighty mammoth's sway. <br>Alas what fossil still sends scented spray? <br>Ruined are idols piled, forgot, unsold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet galaxies from dust clouds coalesced, -<br>add H²O and Time … Life’s lit_mus[t] test. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet hibernation's dreams strange themes may range, <br>encouragment when sleeper will away<br>to time to take on time and win from day<br>an inspiration which may rearrange<br>the causal puzzle into rhymic change, <br>patterned and coherent interplay.<br>Primitive percussion's disarray<br>cedes passage to more positive exchange, <br>friction weak points penetrates, long-range<br>becomes transparent, quake wakes hideaway<br>potential which through meltdown finds true way<br>to free self from self, spurning all short-change.<br>Star-sapphire gems from molten core pour light<br>relieving fragile fears to heal past plight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To hear today, unheard tomorrow, 'sleep<br>upon the midnight with no pain' said Keats, <br>prerequisite for change remains - who cheats<br>mortality may just stagnation reap<br>as atrophy denies the urge to peep<br>'beyond the veil' or risk [s]tale self defeats.<br>Time's telomeres must conquer self-conceits<br>as second-thoughts with watch hands onward creep.<br>States - like perceptions - change. Once ocean deep, <br>now Himalayan peak, tomorrow eats<br>into appearance. Cyclic spin repeats<br>theme's variations, constancy still keeps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Both life and lifeless atoms recombine, <br>can poet's line frustrate Time's veiled design ? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 March 2005 revised 1 December 2006, and 20 July 2008 second sonnet 25 October 2007 3rd sonnet 20 July 2008 <br>robi03_1119_robi03_0000 SXX_DKZ<br>for initial version entitled Sang to Margaret see below</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sang to Margaret</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stone flakes to sand, and mountains melt to mould, <br>As Time's transgressions etch on day by day<br>Nature's plans, tectonic placques enfold -<br>Grind growth to grit as bit by bit they fray.<br>Thus other blossoms fail, their tale soon told<br>On words where glory seldom prints its way.<br>Mated dictators mute, who’d once boot bold, -<br>As swift their rise their fall, (p) all is dismay.<br>Raging volcanoes turn extinct, stone cold, <br>Gone - lifeless echo – mighty mammoth's sway, <br>Alas what fossil still sends scented spray? <br>Ruined are idols piled, forgot, unsold.<br>Each far from madding crowd’s ignoble strife<br>To Lethe’s lost, while She stands forth for life! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 March 2005 </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">frustrate to be read as incorporating<br>FRUSTRATE<br>RUST ATE<br>RUST RATE<br>FATE ATE RUST<br>FATE ATE US<br>RUST STATE<br>FATE SATE US<br>FATE ATE US<br>RATE US SAFE<br>etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Life’s lit_mus[t] test. lit in French means bed and must is synonym for mold so there are several layers of meaning vehicled here beyond the EST or Eastern Standard Time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'to sleep upon the midnight with no pain' John Keats: Ode to a Nightingale</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Beyond the Veil'... See rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam Edward Fitzgerald</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time's telomeres <br>http: // en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telomere<br>If cells divided without telomeres, they would lose the end of their chromosomes, and the necessary information it contains. (In 1972, James Watson named this phenomenon the 'end replication problem.') The telomere is a disposable buffer, which is consumed during cell division and is replenished by an enzyme, the telomerase reverse transcriptase.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This mechanism usually limits cells to a fixed number of divisions, and animal studies suggest that this is responsible for aging on the cellular level and affects lifespan. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Once ocean deep, now Himalayan peak: n.b. The Himalayas were once a deep ocean trench and seabed fossils are not uncommon 4 000 meters above today's sea-level</div><div style="margin:10px 0">__________________________</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Away with locks, with shocks, with furrowed brow<br>Let circles spiral out to challenge Fate.<br>Ideals which wall no more incarcerate<br>Can open door for sharing soul-song now.<br>Eliminate fears tear-lined, weary bow, <br>Bind hope to scope as cares evaporate, <br>Antagonisms dark thus dissipate.<br>Life unlocks doors, shows spirit naught can cow<br>Demands relief from reef, briefs sharing’s vow, <br>With grief’s tide set aside, abide, berate! <br>Illow heart’s dart to melt all trace of hate.<br>NResponse reaction scorns, may peace allow. <br>All fears, years yearning, tears, cease, release<br>Banish pain’s strain chain, reach unstained peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 October 2007</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Speak not of locks, of shocks, of furrowed brow<br>as circles spiral out to challenge Fate.<br>no corridors can wall, incarcerate<br>great soul whose door for sharing’s open now.<br>To tears she fears, to weary stooping bow <br>Open heart, help hurt evaporate, <br>Miasma, darkness Life will dissipate.<br>Another door to spirit naught can cow<br>Remains to open, leads to sharing’s vow, <br>Grief set aside, reef won’t abide, berate! <br>Allow Love’s dart to melt all trace of hate.<br>Response reaction scorns, can peace allow. <br>End fears! the years, the tears, cease choke and smart, <br>The pain, the strain, the chain, ease broken heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 March 2005</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stones Flake to Sand poem © Jonathan Robin</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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