AN ABSENCE OF TIME

Here is a slice
of sunlight

captured in 1963.

There the finest first
blackberry ever tasted.

A rhyme that blew away
a dandelion's head

thought scattered
over years.

A moon's shy glance
as you gazed at it

in silent adoration.

Laughter left
upon a hillside.

All these thoughts
on show

in the mind's museum.

Not held captive
behind glass

but
living still

suspended in
an absence of time.