Nomi Shira

A reflection slowly fades to gray smoke

A timeless dream’s song in the background

Fingers curl to catch the slipping cloud between – 

Slowly slips through into the song – blends into the background melody – 

     Time.

A rippling black pool seated in the black woods

Drops falls on the silent, slowly spreads the ripples,

Eyes closed to capture the beauty…it goes, goes, goes…

As does – 

     Time.

An expanse of your sky sprinkled with stardust,

A decoration of eternity on your limited view

Mind open to create a sky of its own

Yet limited unlike the stars of the sky…

                     Time.

Try and capture the evading song

Watch it dance nimbly past you – 

Always close enough to grab; never close enough to catch – 

Stuck to a wall, hold onto tight – 

A moment in:

       Time.

A dissipating cloud reflected in dark pool

Stardust sprinkling its silent waters

A frozen picture to last eternity…

Cease will it ever – 

         Time.