Moment

It's that wet glimpse out of the corner of your eye. Not quite a shape, but for an instant, it occupies some space... It's the fast moving rain clouds that darken the peaceful, spring sky... It's realizing that those dark little secrets that dwell within the moist recesses of your mind, aren't of much consequence after all. What is reality anyway, but glimpses of shadows... Fleeting moments of joy and sadness...Disenchantment and delusional freedom.... Ghosts and memories of shiny days and careless nights... It's all a dream that passes through time as a single breath... Our lives are but traces of a whisper floating in the breeze... The meaning is meaningless and our pursuit for answers are in vain. So shut up and worry not about the profundity of life; merely live in the brief moment that you have...