One Moment

It’s the rain stalling,
The clouds hovering,
The fog lingering…

It’s the taut string,
The frozen wing,
The unborn nestling.

It’s the dying crackles
Of a dying fire,
And unbreaking ice.

It’s a creaking floor
That hangs above,
Yet wouldn’t fall.

It’s a misstep missed
In the wrong way
On the wrong side.

It’s a stone placed
Over a paper leaf
Not trying to fly.

It’s the blue haze
Turning to grey
In pitch black.

It’s this one moment
Stretching long
Till the ends fade.

Till you fade…

– November 5th, 2015
© Sana Rose 2015

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