There Are Times

A recovered poem, image, and voice piece about humanity, possibility, and the work of moving forward together.

Source

Recovered poem, earlier mini-site material, and audio source are preserved here together.

Audio

Recovered track: Song 6 - There Are Times

Image Pairing

Raised hands against a glowing sky open the room with reach, fellowship, and possibility.

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Hear the Poem

The recovered audio remains part of this room so visitors can hear the poem as a spoken experience, not only read it as text.

Poem

There Are Times

There are times in your life you stop,
And wonder Why you are on this world.
So listen to my story now and it all will be unfurled

We come from a place that is equal,
And then life calls us in.
To help unfold the mystery That we all hold within

There are times in your life you don’t understand what it is all about,
listen to me carefully and I will help ease the doubt.
Move forward in this place this moment stuck in time,
And share what we have learned with each and every mind.

There are times in your life you reach out to touch your fellow man,
And know it is about helping with all that you can.
Keep having experiences and send them to your soul,
For this life has been given to us with only one true goal.

There are times in your life you change everything you do,
Because you are inspired by something brand new.
Stop, rationalizing judging defending what you can or cannot do,
For the possibilities are endless and they are all right here for you.

There are times in your life the words start spinning in your head,
For some of those feelings are the hardest to be said.
Avoid the fear and the hate for this does not serve the search,
knowledge fills the spirit and you are the church.

There are times in your life you realize, realize it for the fellowship of man,
We are here together on this very special land.
When we pass this moment,
And We will gather once again,
And understand
space
time
And power,

Are held in every grain of sand
Now is the time to sing out,
We are the human race
And we will move forward together to that special place…….

Written by chris vargo

Story

Why This Room Opens the Gallery

This room starts with raised hands against the orange sky because the image carries the poem's central motion: reaching toward each other, toward possibility, and toward a shared place beyond fear and doubt.

The piece is marked as recovered because it brings together multiple source layers: the poem text, the earlier interactive reader, the restored audio track, and the original sky-hands image that has already become part of the Digital Studio identity.

Accessibility Review

Reading Experience Notes

Hero image includes descriptive alt text.
Poem is available as HTML text, not image-only text.
Audio player uses the browser-native accessible control.
Back navigation returns directly to the Poetry Gallery.
Focus styling is visible for keyboard users.