
Comes and goes
A memory of a moment
When time stood still, and
Each step looked the same
As the one before,
Moving from the inside,
Guided by a light that burns
Bright
And never shies away
From the turmoil of this life
For, it’s inside the turmoil
Of life that coexists
A beauty
Beyond comprehension
In fact, language becomes
Hard to manage, yet it’s not
The description that matters
It’s the experience of life,
Each step, one and then the next,
Which catches our fancy,
Staying focused then
Is imperative, as is the connection
Within, which guides the way
As we continue to play
Each scene out
To the end, remembering
All the while, they
Are all connected, just as
We are protected
Even when fear arises
We must continue to
Play our tune, and have faith
In that impulsion, which we
All know, and
May call
Life’s flow