Time


this night is only smoke no more
sparks touch rise to become star
he feels a fraction of sky 
a yellow moon protecting
shards of broken rainbow
unearthly tears frozen in place
waiting to be collected admired
there is wonder here for all to see
maybe something more
time rolling as thunder applauds loudly
disturbs his silence for what
a cloaking mist thickly dust spreads out before him
he loses sight stumbles on a marked stone
a circle in circle round and smooth
a thought of time and
time
again

jppestana
12.4.2018
Time