Zenosyne

This is the obscurest of the sorrows, / Though some say it’s entirely an illusion, / That time must be a constant (our tomorrows / Arriving by the clock, and in profusion), / That time is bound to pay back what it borrows, / Adjusting fast with slow, and in conclusion / We should take heart, adjust our hopes, and be / Prepared to understand zenosyne.

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These little hands / On my clock tile, stagnant, / Stare back at me / Aimlessly. / You come around / All in a frenzy then. / They rush into a zenosyne / Tirelessly.

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The phenomenon of zenosyne has caused me to make some unconventional yes decisions. When my children were babies, I looked forward to a nightly break from parenting and spending time teaching classes with my students. But as my children grew, I understood that I was exchanging the decreasing amount of time I had to raise my own kids for spending my evenings making memories with other people’s children. At the height of my teaching career, zenosyne caused me rethink the hours I was spending in the studio.

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As we get older, we experience zenosyne, the feeling that time keeps getting faster and faster. It is a built-in mechanism to remind us that wisdom comes from learning how to appreciate time and to live in the moment.

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