I can think of nothing more fleeting than time!
We can burn as bright as any phoenix,
rise high and fierce as any dragon,
create dreams so bold nightmares so terrifying
nothing holds us back but ourselves.
And yet; we are held in check by the riddle that is time and our own doubts
our own concerns.
I look to memory captured eternal, glossy prints now become digital images
memory after memory, view upon view
relaxing, washed by the waves of my own history
and you can hear the waves.