It’s the moments spent
With the ones we love
Which make our hearts lighter
The moments better
The living sweeter
And I wonder
What you wonder
About what I wonder
While he wonders
About whom I wonder
All this seeing
And not seeing
All this wondering
About wondering
It all turns
Upon its tail
While all along
The water falls
With a noisy whoosh
The flow always down
Gravity draws all to Earth
Still we are always free
In our myriad ways
To see what we will see
All the while wondering
Just what is up
These quiet hours
In the quiet streets
Shared by a few other strays
When being alone in my own skin
Offers a kind of camaraderie with other lone souls
Being alone in their own skin
At the park
On a sunny Sunday
In a timeless observance
Of time’s frivolous expense
Small moments accumulate
In a life worth living
Intertwined
Overlapped
Layer upon layer
Of existence
Simultaneous
Discrete
Yet none
Entirely separate
From the others
A community
A reef
Beneath the ripples
Of time
My mind
Fills the emptiness
Unspoken
Creates
Stories imagined but
Untold
A shadow
In the darkness
Of multitudes
Eternities wrought
With the release of shutters
Thrice in a moment
Unsettled
Uncertain
Movement fractured
Undeterred
Unrelenting
Moving forward