Transient Moments
Transient moments in the mind
Elusive, fleeting, slipping out of reach
Wandering into dreams with a whiff
Of something that was
Concrete cantatas can never quite rise
To be the song the universe sings
What must I do to escape this mortal coil
And follow that will o’ the wisp to worlds beyond
Make whole those fragmented bits of memory
That tempt and then slip back
Like an eternal siren’s call
To a cosmic dance.
What wings will take me there
To see what I know full well lies within me
And somewhere there without
I need the wind beneath my wings
To take me past the bars of Time.
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