by Odin Roark
Your today, as you
The forgetfulness of tomorrow.
The pain of yesterday, as you
The now which thrives not on the past.
Beneath the jewel of the moment.
The facets of reflective memories.
The forever-resonant as halos above the abyss.
The shackles of attachment.
For just as infinity knows but time’s echo,
So too Creativity’s countenance seeks no end.
Copyright © Odin Roark | Year Posted 2014