Sonnet: Moment
Flutters
along without measured straight lines
Abides by no
plan nor complies with time
Other than
to pursue the flowered rhymes
There is no
more; there is no less - design
As each moment
fails and wins each moment
Ephemeral there
- to here and to there
Chasing
thoughts is losing what was meant
Having no
schemes - one can pursue nowhere
For
butterflies are transformational
Their place
and reason - divine resonance
Between
moments of sweet assignation
The duration
is a fleeting romance
Shall the
moment’s purpose be less or more
Need life be
longer than a moment’s store
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