what is here

is of now

and shall be 

no more


what came was

right for its time

and shall not return


nothing shall return

save memory to 

catch fleeting moments

in fantasy


what you hold

is held by you

in its time 


what is said 

flies into the

cyclical current of

shifting winds


what begins in

innocence ends in

ignorance and delusion


the world belongs

to those who know

the vagaries of

time and chance


the world is denied 

those who wait

for their moment


night belongs to

those who know the

continuity of silence 

in tranquility and peace



                          David Sermersheim




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