I’ve been in my “Timeless” gear ever since Tipota suggested it in a blog comment. I find her phrases keep on turning in my mind long after they are written.
Nothing captures “Timeless” for me like ice skaters on a large pond, be they human or canine.
Add to that a February thaw that makes the ice look ominously like water and threatening skies that match the muddied ice and melting snow and I’ve got me some timeless with a capital T.
The figures are like ghosts to me. Could be from any age, years past or years in the future, with the illusion of being present. But, are they? If I blinked, would the pond swallow them? Or, the sky exhume them?
There shall always be days like this.
It is timeless alright. And, oddly, unsettling.
I don’t think the latter is what Tipota had in mind.
©Pat Coakley 2009
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