Standing Still

Time stands still just once
For the moment to sink in
The stars to fall from the sky
In random patterns
These striated markers
Planted in the sand
Like white flags in winter
Searching for meaning
In the pausing of routine
The flattening of perspective
Offering no apologies
Giving nothing back
But the promise of more
When moments start to fade
To disappear into thin air
As quickly as a whisper
In the midst of this driving rain
Drowned out by apathy
And the churning of engines
Waiting for time to resume
So they can drive away.

Sam