Published October 2nd, 2015 by

And an astronomer said, “Master, What of time?”
And he answered:
“You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel that his power to Love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very Love, though boundless encompassed within the center of his being and moving not from Love thought to Love thought, nor from Love deeds to other Love deeds?
And is not time even as Love is, undivided and spaceLess?
But if in your thought you must measure time into seasons. Let each season encircle all the other seasons.
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with Longing.

Kahil Gibran

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Published January 30th, 2011 by

Time is a horse that moves with seven rays,

with a thousand eyes, undecaying,

who projects a manifold seed.

Him the seers mount, illumined in mind.

His wheels are all the worlds.

Time moves seven wheels.

He has seven mouths, whose center is immortal and undecaying.

He anoints himself with all these worlds.  He moves as the first of the Gods.

A full vessel is set in time.

May we who live see his manifold forms.

He faces all the worlds, who, the seers say,

is time

in the supreme

void.  He gathered all the worlds together.

He encompasses all the universe.

As their father, he became their son,

apart from whom there is no other light.

A VEDIC HYMN TO TIME

(Atharva Veda XIX.23, 1-4)