Fleeting

barking dogs break the morning

silence as the gentle breeze of

serenity washes over the body;

contentment breeds relaxation

pushing out the stress like beads

of sweat after a robust exercise;

thoughts are stilled by the silence,

a quiet time for contemplation

and simple mental renovations;

thoughtless memores lay on one's

subconscious like ripe fruit that

waits for a migrant's hand;

eyes res inside their sockets

flashes of insights go unnoticed

winks of ignorance commonplace;

remembering is inconsequential

forgetting allows for the rebirh

of one's social consciousness;

truth is what braces he grass

o be mowed each week and all

the cuttings turn brown under

the hummingbirds who have

turned their backs on all they

have enjoyed for weeks...

flying towards warmer climates;

we sit on porches and decks

flexing our aimless mucles

peering deep into caverns of

nothingness...  as we contemplate

that which is ever so fleeting.

29 September 2021