
Transfigured
and transformed
like a star
that’s met its last
act of resistance,
and takes the
final curtain call.
We
move through the world
with hopes and desires,
fed by the
gravity of tomorrow.
Pulled into it,
we dance alongside
the wheel of time,
as it turns, and
witness a mirage
and a beauty,
which is one of a kind.
A simple caress
from the morrow,
beckons us
with a will borrowed
and called
forth upon its own sorrow.
And, then?
At destinies chance,
we glance back
and thank
the helping hand
guiding us,
just like all the rest.