transience

transience

Drifting and ungraspable
Is the nature of life
Eerily far off when once
So near as to be physical
Confronted with foggy
Recreations give a leveled solace
Always knowing how the next
Instant is built on change
Never the same as it used to
Be but all the better
Contained within a passion
For inventing and spontaneity
No allowances are made
For the rigid
Cold desperate reaches
All the while a warm
Transience is there to
Accept it all

Disappearing world

Dreading the dissolving
Unwarranted fears of a simple continuation
Quietly allowing for the lights
To burn out
So that light can
Have a place once again

All in the same breathe