Ephemerality Wispy cirrus clouds of height whisking by, While countless diamonds dance on the water, And swallows do somersaults in the sky. Like children there is a constant banter. Sitting in the cool comfort of the shade, Quiet as a lion stalking its prey, I wait for the fawns and does to invade, To drink the water, but long they’ll not stay. The wonders of this day soon to depart, To return only as a memory, Bringing subtle warmth to my beating heart. Tis my wish these memories never flee.
The loud sound goes through me like crying pain, Feeling like the earth is coming apart. Sounds continue with a sense of disdain, A grinding aching sound begins to start. The glacier stood solidly for decades, ‘Til the stress, a very dangerous stress, Created a deep crack from the tirades. A severing split that starts an egress. I watch as the gigantic iceberg slides, Away to an unknown destination, For upon it there are not any guides, To direct it with logical caution. Can the iceberg and glacier both survive? Distance between them neither will revive.
Trying to control, The strange actions of my soul. Giving me no voice, Of what my life is to be. From it I would like to flee. Bickering always, Upon my conscience it preys. No matter the time, It starves me from what I need. Roadblocks so I can’t proceed. Applying restraint, Pushing me to be a saint. It’s impossible! For against sin I am weak, Besides it’s not what I seek. The joys of living, Is that which I wish to cling. To quench my huge thirst. Label me self-indulgent. For pleasure must I repent?