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but the absence of its presence in time

In early morning dimness I see three summer scenes with my children at Vet's Pool in Ann Arbor.

Here is a piece dated June 16, 1996.

Those kids have gone on to their own lives.

The years are a vapor that are gone.

We visited the Glass Museum in Tacoma last month and stayed at the Hotel Murano. Here is a piece by Bruno Romanelli on display at the hotel. It is of a faded head in glass. Romanelli's accompanying caption said something about time an
d the human presence. His work is about capturing not the presence of the body in space, but the absence of its presence in time.

A kind of vapor in glass.


James 4.14 For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.

Psalm 144.4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.


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