Time Gauged in Glass
đź“· Photo taken 30,538 days after impact
ISO 100 | 85mm | f/8 | 1/125 sec
Time heals all wounds.
unless you are unbiological—
wounds whisper the drastic-al.
Here, the pains of fractured blue
Glass motionless holds a whiff of war.
A crack, spidered with expansion,
of time and temperature,
by history itself—the narrator
On a morning that roused a giant.
It's been 2.6 billion seconds.
732,912 hours.
83 years, 7 months, and 10 days—
Give or take a sunrise.
The math is indifferent.
The memory is not, unless forgot
For 4,362 weeks and 4 days,
This glass has watched seasons change,
has diffracted light from the day and moonlight,
has echoed the Airman, Soldier, and Sailor's creed
and the faint click of the formation's souls
on pavement
Still, it stays.
In the stays.
Of the pain.
A memorial not made of marble
Hanging quietly among rafters
catching just the right angle
Watching history on a day
locked,
days away in infamy.