Robert M. Simmons  

from Added Entries (Poems 1991- )  

                     Stasis

There are moments when the disturbing drift

of time suspends its never-ending pass

as though the dusty desert sands that shift

had fused into a solid crystal mass.

All fads and worldly cares are pushed aside

as images divine reach mortal eyes,

and when these revelations are applied,

works of eternal wisdom are the prize,

objects that halt the long march of retreat,

seen clearly through the swirling dust of change.

But these are mere mirages of the heat

that soon a cooler mind will rearrange,

and in the end the wise will understand

there only is the shifting of the sand.

                          © 2003 by Robert M. Simmons

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