Tuesday, November 18, 2014

David Sermersheim- A Poem

          
Here/Now

what is here is of now
and shall be no more

what came was right for its time
and shall not return

nothing shall return save memory 
to catch fleeting moments in fantasy

what you hold is 
held by you in its time 
what is said flies into the
cyclical current of shifting winds

what begins in innocence 
ends in ignorance and delusion

the world belongs to those who know
the vagaries of time and chance
                                 
the world is denied those 
who wait for their moment

night belongs to those who know
the continuity of silence 
in tranquility and peace

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