Timeless

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if I could change time
I would not fix it
I would hold it
between my palms
like something fragile
and breathing
I would linger longer
in your laughter
slow the way your name
leaves my mouth
stretch the moments you stay
and soften the ones you don’t
I would not erase the past
only rewrite how it feels
so even the breaking
would still sound like love
I would pause the hours
when everything felt
like it belonged
and let them drip a little slower
like honey in warm light
I would turn regret
into something gentler
not gone
just less sharp at the edges
and I would learn how to stay
inside each second with you
without already grieving its end

29 thoughts on “Timeless”

  1. “Without already grieving its end” that’s the thing isn’t it, sometimes we’re so aware a moment is passing that we half miss it while it’s still happening.
    Really beautiful writing. 💛

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  4. To dwell upon the past with a clarity forged by experience, and possess the peace of mind to shun regret…one of the most basic human tendencies…is an absolute marvel of the spirit. It takes a truly pure soul to choose not to “erase the past/ only rewrite the way it feels.”

    To be present and aware of joy in the moment and savor it as if to “drip a little slower/ like honey in warm light” is a skill only acquired by those with pain in their past. There is a price to pay for that kind of self awareness. But, dear Jenn, is it worth it? The romantics always say ‘yes.’

    It is not realistic to hope for pain not to exist, but “just less sharp at the edges” is the mercy that only true love can offer.

    Tennyson says, “T’is not too late to seek a newer world…smite the surrounding furrows…To sail beyond the sunset…To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”

    It’s the last part you encapsulated here…”I would not fix it…I would learn how to stay inside/ without grieving its end.”

    Thank you, Jenn, for pouring your heart into your art, and we are better for it. Your poetry is something I hold “between my palms/ like something fragile/ and breathing” because it is. Your poetry is alive. And it lives in me.

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    • Goodness, what a beautiful and thoughtful comment. There is a price to pay for that kind of self awareness and it’s worth it. There is a price to pay for almost everything. In the end, it will all be worth it.

      Thank you for always being in my corner. I know I am a better person because of you. Your kindness and love are what this world (and me) need more of. Don’t ever change, just keep being YOU, that is more than enough.

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  7. This was beautiful. For me it was a reminder to enjoy the moment while its here, be present. Thank you for sharing 💫

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