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 and 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.

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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.