______live life at the moment
in a three-dimensional bliss
with no past nor future,
with no foot nor wing.
______the pink garden roses
must not wilt in memory
unless a hummingbird flies free
and sucks the nectar cautiously.
______the old autumn leaves,
shall not rouse gloom nor miss
if the once emerald it had been
shall be banned from memory.
______sure past is in the wind
and so is tomorrow
in the passing of the clouds;
but what really is there
in the ears and in the eyes,
in the sounds of a laughing child?
______nothing but the suddenness
an unwarranted gleam
a watercolour face;
______no future it sees near
nor a fourth dimensional bliss.
Wow. Hands down to your craft.