Peering at life – brief glimpses of what could be.

The shutter opens and in that captured view – I can see

Everything wonderful, for a moment, before the reflections go into the dark room for processing.

I live for those flashes of light and the taste of what life should hold.

I have grown accustomed to the flicker and the lens closing.

I have adapted to the door that opens and slams shut,

To the life that leads me back to my Self over and over.

I suppose it’s lucky that I like myself enough, and can keep on moving.

But I tire of the train that is endlessly on the same tracks..

Only to enjoy life through windows that pass too quickly –

And the love I hate to leave behind so fast.