Signs of Life

A life that happened when we were not looking Captured arriving as a digital image A string of thoughts riding a bicycle Pictured free-wheeling through a sunny day Yet beneath the skin of a later vision Rain tumbling from dark clouds Caught even then By a lens that was seeing for us Signs of life dawdle between shuttering instances There are visible gestalts – shadow dances Of day-dreams passing-by A mélange of cursory detachments We mistook for a life Bundles of lost moments Left on the side of the road As a life drove hastily on