Here in the quietude
Layers emerge
Softly defined by the sun’s descent
Past and future hold nothing
To this very moment
Time has crumbled like scraps
Carved out by the wind
Abandoned in shadows of now
Thoughts are held hostage
By beauty’s lure
Leaving space and breath
To inhale this gift
mishunderstood 
Blessings for a Happy St. Patrick’s Day ~
Beautiful!!!
Thanks so much! 🙂
You’re welcome so much 🙂
First of all the photgraph is beautiful… and I can really understand how views like this can make one think about past and present…
Thank you, Bjorn. I think this was taken from the passenger window of my car as we were driving…how ironic. 🙂
ah, the immediacy and serenity of the ‘now’ ,
what a gift when we can experience it.
Yes…it is a gift. I’ve learned to be more conscious of “moments” as they are happening, but it is very easy to let them slip by. Thanks for your comment. 🙂