Unmeasured Moments
A symphony of being
Muted in present, vivid in past
Lingering in the shadows with unwavering faith
Accepting, I relinquished
Nevertheless seeing, hearing
Routine existence exposed and fragile
Effervescent recollections
Perpetual and cloudless, I am
Cradled in the nucleus of your universe
Time is trivial as you wait
For the marching saints
With truncheon escort to conduct you home
The infamous going fishing in a dress photo. I was so
sad I couldn't go fishing, but I guess I was in school
that day.
