Now

Golden is the moment
creeping like the dawn
drifting on the solar tides
bursting with delightful promise
ecstatic collision of Trinity
through the looking glass I fall
shadow so bright I weep
lost in phantom agony
other places, traces, times
patterns of insecurity
laid bare to land or sky
Finally I forget myself
lost in the rapture of no time
Now time we time
No clock hand ever touched
the endless summer can not be caught
only relaxed into