Frozen in Time
A relinquished moment.
To give up for some seconds,
To feel the warm rays of all that is.
When the words cease the silence
Is tangible, not always pressing.
The wind is the voice,
The sky the mirror rarely looked at.
The blooming flowers refresh,
The low, soft voices falling away.
What is that in the sky that we miss?
A sweet star once again rearing
It’s worshipped face.
A beauty so surreal.
Eternity here would never be enough
To take in all the nothingness.
Beauty so perfect
it’s an imperfection.
A dream so sweet it’s sickly.
A relinquished moment.
A few seconds to take it all in.
(2015)
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