Life is merely
a series
of before and afters
begininngs and endings,
Sometimes we
are a fortune's king,
weilding the key
to open
or close doors.
Other times,
our control is lost
and a line is drawn
by the sword of a skillful hand
marking
a change of heart
or opportunity.
Inevitably, death bows
to the governing power of Chronus
holding time in his hands
But in between
the before and afters,
and the beginnings and endings
are moments.
*defining
turning
quiet
stolen
of no return*
Moments
The rhythmic newborn baby's cry,
goodbyes that cast a shadow,
songs filled with Heaven's joy?
kisses that taste of forever,
breezes that dance with the angels
or quarrels armed with poison.
Moments
Some left with arms reaching
for they were missed.
a hesitant heart refusing love
words left unspoken
time not taken
forgiveness held captive
Looking back
at memories held,
moments have brought
light and darkness
but the missed moments
have left the deepest scars
marking opportunity's lost.
So, I try to remember
that in between
the before and afters,
and the beginings and endings,
are moments,
and I shall
adorn them in jewels
and embrace them in peace
lest them not be missed
for soon,
they too shall pass.
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC
Life is merely
a series
of before and afters
begininngs and endings,
Sometimes we
are a fortune's king,
weilding the key
to open
or close doors.
Other times,
our control is lost
and a line is drawn
by the sword of a skillful hand
marking
a change of heart
or opportunity.
Inevitably, death bows
to the governing power of Chronus
holding time in his hands
But in between
the before and afters,
and the beginnings and endings
are moments.
*defining
turning
quiet
stolen
of no return*
Moments
The rhythmic newborn baby's cry,
goodbyes that cast a shadow,
songs filled with Heaven's joy?
kisses that taste of forever,
breezes that dance with the angels
or quarrels armed with poison.
Moments
Some left with arms reaching
for they were missed.
a hesitant heart refusing love
words left unspoken
time not taken
forgiveness held captive
Looking back
at memories held,
moments have brought
light and darkness
but the missed moments
have left the deepest scars
marking opportunity's lost.
So, I try to remember
that in between
the before and afters,
and the beginings and endings,
are moments,
and I shall
adorn them in jewels
and embrace them in peace
lest them not be missed
for soon,
they too shall pass.
In some strange way, I was inspired to write this by All the Worlds a Stage - Shakespeare. Its a work in progress... might need better organization. Helpful feedback welcomed. Please!
