Fleeting MomentA Poem by RSB
All that is real is - now.
Then, without warning, it catapults into a vast
collection of memorabilia far too quickly for its
audience to appreciate everything it has to offer.
They’re left stranded - starving - for another moment
handcrafted with millions of beautiful particles to
see, smell, hear, touch, feel and love.
Hunger will send a man searching for bread.Starvation will send a man to the ends of the Earth.
© 2017 RSB