Glass
(Inspired by Hudson Beach Glass)
Paradox of portal, and
reflection,
Future, past and present's
intersection,
Clearly we can see where we
might be,
But also where we've been
and where we stand.
In this glistening mix of
time and vision,
Flashing facets of our
indecision,
Our amorphous souls and
destinies,
Transfigured within flows of
liquid sand.
Does its countless forms
and changing colors,
Call our minds to journey
forth in wonder,
To explore within a
tempest's breath,
That temperature and time
have captured still?
Or is that which makes us
search and wander,
Something from inside us,
closer, fonder?
Knowledge that all constants
in one's depth,
Are changeable, by fire,
wish, and will.
