Night watch

I like walking among the shadows. Light frozen to a still. I can see time's rippling flow connecting one instant to another. Your thoughts are somewhere there too.
Suspended.
Quiet.
Hanging by the threads.
Clinging to those moments.
Endless chain. Some connected. Some cluttered. Others - rogue, desperate to find their landing grounds. I can touch them slightly. Give some momentum. When I let time go back to its beating rhythm - they will follow it too. Finding other pieces. Forming stronger bonds. Giving some things more sense suddenly.
Letting you to believe.