Saving The Moment

Saving the moment
As if I desired
To feel life growing
As if my heart were wholesome
Inspired
Not withered and bloodless
Not ending, not tired.

Waiting in anticipation
As if I’m concerned
For the destiny I’m drawn to
As if from my wisdom I’ve seen nothing
Haven’t learned
Not cynical and guilty
Not lost, not yearned.

I read aloud from the page
As if the words are real
And I care for their value
As if my tongue were tender
Something I could feel
Not rapid and sharp
Not mindless, not steel.

Listening with patience
As if it were melodic information
An important guide
As if my thoughts were open
Considering situation
Not critical and untrusting
Not desperate, not fixation .

Allowing there to be tears
As if unashamed
Of the weakness shown
As if my eyes were a river
That cannot be blamed
Not dry and barren
Not shadowed, not inflamed.

Entertaining imagination
As if a clairvoyant muse
Whispered sweet words to me
As if I was shown
What I should choose
Not stalling and misguided
Not tainted, not used

Not paralyzed by fear
Composed now as if
Innocence were present
As if I were someone else
Standing here.