It can occur in seconds or minutes or hours or nights
IT IS THERE..
Of waking and dreaming
It is there when you awake to know there is nothing to be done
The constancy of a woman on your heart, then the stirring, and the thought of rain,
Then an urging to be a certain way, and then the intellect to deny
It is there, after reading a book and then seeing it come to you
As if it weren't you yourself!!!
And it is so hard to capture...
You slip under, duck beneath, slide through, twist over, stand next to
But, it is there...never going away for one moment..
It is there...
An ice stain...