Moment

What lies beyond this momentary glimpse
Of feeling and time and presence
The end of this moment will simply begin
New water and light and substance

he words that are flowing will not frame this tent
This life that we all represent
The pain of our knowing that this time will end
A fear, a fiery lament

I am hurt by the past
Oppressed by the future
And blind to the moment

This fiery silence will one day transcend
I will go back to where I began