It is the moments
Of laughter piercing the atmosphere
Finding yourself being present
Present in the now
Present in the joy of the day offering itself
Under the soft caress
Of the crisp wind
Undeviating happiness
The world is still
Because right now
I am a prisoner to the moment
Failing to possess
undeviating qualities
Railing as they obsess
retaliating anomalies
Demonstrating abilities
observed, are unlikely
Estimating hostilities
served contritely
Lucidity inconsistent
appearing manic
Clarity nonexistent
fearing similarity
Novelty an avalanche
ideas essential qualities
Solidly indefiniteness
of all meaning modesty
Simplicity, transparency
harmony of variety
Brilliancy of consistency
Illuminates notoriety
Complicity of humanities
with a pure naïveté
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
At day blink, a first mate scarcely notices,
That fume’s of time has begun to devour his day,
He has a gentle wind in his sails and suddenly,
Eventide has enveloped him, with calmness;
With undeviating stealth, at twelve bells, arrives tomorrow;
An open harbor that not all will be favored to sail into,
And those with entry pass will leave forever in their wake,
Things cast overboard that can ne’er be reclaimed or altered.
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