But a moment

To let go

of the things

we once thought of,

when we take in

what is

right now.

How many things flow by,

when the present things leave the present mind.

How many times we have to try

to evade the things

that our mind seems to find,

to evade the things....

and let go.

Who am I?

but a moment

and thoughts,

and dreams,

so wrought

with wings.

Who am I?

but a moment

to let go.

Thank You!