Still Life

It is what draws you.
What you seek.
Still places.
almost empty.
Still life.
That brief moment of beauty
before time and action.
a shift of light,
a flower’s browning,
a wrinkle
takes the sublime and makes it ordinary again.

It is what draws you.
What you seek,
that other moment
when there is just enough,
no more. No less.
Where it all falls into place
and the ordinary becomes sublime
for that one perfect moment
of remembrance.