Seeing things
Moments of Vision fade away
But a magical moment is, here, today;
And all it will cost you,
Is all of your life.
Cast over the sea
And cast over the moon
She'll be reading the stars
After reading the runes.
Green shades, dappled sunlight,
The landscapes of the eye,
Moment upon moment,
A life passing by.
The primal scream of silence
Modulated, nuanced, on time,
Words wrapped up in nothingness
The quintessence of rhyme.
I dream her to flight,
Not allow her to fly,
Murmuring voices
Her life flutters by.
Drift into butterfly
Dream into trance
A sleeping hypnosis
A silent romance.
The apotheosis of gaze
And the opposite of glance.
John Marks
Wed 2nd Mar 2022 09:33
Thank you Clare. You are very kind.