the winter paintbrush . blends light and color, captures . a fleeting moment
the moment, once gone . is already forgotten . as it really was
passing another . on the path, two futures meet . for just a moment
it is difficult . to be in the moment when . the next one shows up
surprises arise . at unlikely moments, like . hitting a brick wall
moments that gather . and compound with interest . make an adventure
there must be moments . to stop and take stock, asking . where does the time go
the rest of the world . does not share this same moment . exactly this way
unnoticed moments . pile up and melt away . between here and there
there isn’t much need . for a see-through umbrella . on a sunny day
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