Tuesday, September 18, 2018

The Words So Crisp
Engaging the Senses
Tempting the RePlay of Yesterday
Seduced by the Expectation of a
A Far Off Tomorrow.
Standing in the Shadow
Called Now and not able to see
The Clarity of the Reveal
As the Focus of Tomorrow
The trained Dream of the Assumed Future
The Heavy Storm Clouds of the Past
Crying for Attention.
All Creating a blinding Light
Of which the Reality Creating
Moment of Now drags in the depth
Of Shadows Mud.   ~ RCC