Fleeting episodes
Comet's marigold brilliance
The night of firefly
Teal ocean waves' graceful sways
Lantern lights' dazzling glimmers

The first encounter
Evening rooftop hugs and talks
The late-night dances
Fleeting but never dying
Film tapes caged within my heart

you are so small
and simple minded
pure and white
and your time
will come
too soon.

The light is fading
And the air grows cold
The door's wide open
People ebb and flow
Through time and space
You wouldn't believe it
I've waited all this time to see
A friendly face who will talk awhile
But you don't believe in me anymore

The wind blows out the flames
The fleeting whims of fate
And destiny
Can't you see?
Everything has its moment
Then fades away

I hear the whispers
And the shuffling feet
Walking breezes floating next to me
They float on
But I don't know why
And you wouldn't believe it
I wait eternally to be seen
By a kindred spirit who's saved a place
In their heart
But you don't believe in me anymore

Everything has its moment
Then fades away

The foam of ocean waves
the cries of a newborn babe
the profusion of pedals in a daisy-dotted field
clouds nudging each other
a kiss a sloppy seal
a song that thrills
all these words owned me
took me for a moment this morning.

Look around for a moment,
Nothing will ever be the same.
The light will never hit her face like that again.
The breeze will never blow quite like that.
Enjoy the uniqueness of right now.

knit, purl, knit, purl, knit, purl, stitch
cable front, cable back, knit, knit, knit
slip one over, yarn in front
knit back into place
put one stitch marker there
keep up with the pace
Outside there's snow and now it's sun
White out snow squalls
Then clear blue sky
Mother Nature what's going on?
Is this your attempt at trying to cry?
The world is burning, the ice it melts
We are a virus blistfully unaware
Oh well...
knit, purl, knit, purl, knit purl, stitch
cable back, cable front, knit, knit, knit

how fascinating it is
to read about things that exist
within the vastness of the universe,
where though one looks up to the highest skies,
they cannot be seen by the naked eye;
where its existence would only be known to man
through its discernible temperatures,
unimaginably scorching —

& how dismaying it is
to look down with eyes, unbearably naked
at where the spaces in between our fingers are filled by one another,
where the existence of two clasped hands
is discernible to any man with sight;
but unlike the entities in the galaxies,
there is no warmth at all within.

how amusing it is
to compare us, insignificant beings
to greater things lying within the universe,
to rethink the clear difference
between what is visible, and what can be felt;
a reminder that what once was scorching
could die out in a blink of an eye.

and the world would continue to turn on its axis as if nothing happened.

(how utterly disheartening it is, indeed
to slowly step back and realize
what truly exists, and what only existed
at the speed of light.)