First Light of First Day of First Sun's Rays

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic

Simple philosophical thoughts for quiet meditation and contemplation ...

First Light of First Day of First Sun's Rays




In beginning the beginning of beginnings,

with the first of the first of first of days,


first dawn, first sunrise, first all seeing eyes' light,

all before night without star's light shining bright,


a first day born first of days to a first week of days,

before months of years ever came out to play,


as a first day born to a week's mother of seven brothers,

spawning months of a month of twelve month's others …



All this, in one morning's dawn, came as time's ebbing flow …

Before this, no sense of time had hence ever been known,


as soon, moments within a day, too, were also numbered,

soon with a clock's time, our days came to be cumbered,


telling time in steady rhythmic rhyme of time passing in time,

making time, spending time, killing time, to run out of time ...


...tic toc, tic toc, tic toc, tic toc, tic toc, is that language of the clock,

born at first day's light, before walked this earth, Adam — or Enoch …




As time gives forth the illusion of going on endlessly, for an eternity,

in leaving men to count their days in desperate lieu of any alternity …




Yet, if there was, indeed, a beginning, there must, also, necessitate an end,

but, to what end could an aloof Creator, to such an astute beginning, mend,


in appointing conscious awareness of living alive existence within Existence,

except, to wisely dictate our fate as creatures defined in mind of limited time

always in mind that we are fast running out of time in time, and any resistance

— is futile, in not so well timed rhyme, of futility's, inescapably endless, reality,

as Man seeks perpetuity of Man as divine, effaced by a Creator's pen of final line:


Man's ill fated reality of inevitable fatality …




(Written May 2nd, 2013)

Written By Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn

Copyright © 2013 Marvin Thomas Cox

DBA: Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn

All Rights Reserved

Submitted: October 25, 2020

© Copyright 2020 Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn. All rights reserved.

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Steven P. Pody

"Alternaty"? Ain'tchoo a cheeky lyric devil? If resistance is indeed futile, then I guess I'll just have to sit back and enjoy your timely, timeless piece. Nice job...

Sun, October 25th, 2020 5:24pm


Thank you ... And, believe it or not alternity is a verifiable word: ... LOL!


Sun, October 25th, 2020 10:57am


Love it.

Sun, October 25th, 2020 5:53pm


Thank you for reading and for the very kind words ... This 'tain't my best work, but it was fun to write way back when and then ...


Sun, October 25th, 2020 10:58am

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