Drifting Moments

All there was once all there was.

Where are you going so quickly?

Rushing headlong into the far away place,

     where someday arrives without fanfare,

     under the pretense of today's hope;

In spite of the vacuum of beginnings end,

     the sound keeps up with the moment,

     so long as the moment doesn't move too fast,

     so long as the medium still exists;

It can be seen where high relates to low,

     taking another step in the direction of why,

     wondering out loud when does the reason appear?

Where are you going so quickly?

Like a firework against the dark sky,

     explosive power of youth's willingness,

     exhaustive power of wisdom's obedience;

Fully developed it begins to take the shape,

     of something that existed and became,

     the shock wave long past as the last sparks fall,

     only the vapor drifts now in the breeze;

Dispersing even as it carries the shape,

    the short-lived proof of time's embrace,

    where the dark sky shares a story in verse.

Asking:

Why did you go so quickly?

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Makes me think of the old Kansas song "Dust in the Wind." We don't know how ephemeral is physical existence, and by the time we stop to wonder, it is gone. Profound work here.

[Footprints al carbon]

Yes, it does have a similar message of transience to that Kansas song. But I wouldn't call that song old since it really wasn't that long ago. However, that idea is thousands of years old.
Really, what prompted this reflection was our manic society where it is deemed better to not even give thought to the transience of life. Instead everyone runs around trying to cram more worthless noise into stress saturated minds. I doubt that trend will reverse and in the mean time I guess I'm thankful that I could find time to reflect. I'm also thankful that you found time to read and review my poem.
Thanks for the kind words!