Thursday 17 February 2011

Tower












How the world
Is so much smaller
To that person aged and worn,
Than the one
Which we saw daily
When a year went on and on.

Gone the time of
Giant from fable.
Out-sized people far above.
Booming voices,
Epic striding,
Downward glances full of love

Every place found
Shone wide wonder,
As a grand, palatial space;
Wood to forest,
Hill to mountain.
Etching awe upon your face.

Time shifts forward.
Parents shrinking,
Abdicating from their height,
Smiling warmly
Come to greet you
And on passing drop from sight.

Scale to normal,
Time moves faster.
Glimpse the end at last and wait.
The future now is
Far below you
In its land of towering fate.

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