I had written this in 2006 & was reminded of it by My Name is Not Bob's poem: Progress
Time Flew or Stood Still - Breaking the Time Barrier
Compressed
Eclipsed
Juxtaposed
Telescoped
Three events occurred in one moment.
I saw with different eyes the same event separated by twenty-five year intervals.
I am a child of eight facing eye surgery. The needle used to numb the surface appears three inches long as it approaches my right eye. The dread of the injection freezes me in fear.
I am a young mother with a wounded son. A neighbor child stuck him in the eye with a stick.
The Opthamologist said: "Corneal laceration is so severe he may lose his right eye." My requests for prayers flew across the nation. A week later the bandages were removed. The doctor declared: "It's a miracle. There's no evidence of the laceration."
I am a grandmother holding my five year old grandson as my now adult son clears his son's eye of debris from a fall.
Echoes cross the time barrier. "Open your eye. Don't rub your eye." Ice packs and patches pending.
Time and vision blurred into clarity.
copyright 2006 carolyninjoy
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