It’s all about hesitation
That moment before the next
Before everything changes
Like a shifting of tides
One step before the next
The ticking of the clock
Paused before each chime
Pen hovering over paper
Thoughts scattered
Like so many rain drops
In the midst of a dry season
Marked by tentative nature
Exposed in a heartbeat
A painting on wet walls
Set to dry tomorrow
When dreams disappear
And wake up fragile.
Sam
But then comes the moment when you move like the wind.