FLEETINGLY MOMENTOUS

In gems of fleeting moments – our present –
feats and convolutions tick and intertwine;
a galaxy in eons of twinkling evanescence
transcends the zeal of matter, space, and time.

Echoes of clouds as breathy mists in chasms,
taunt a celestial elegance baiting the abyss;
persistence, impetuous, awoken by flailing spasms,
overcoming flitting thoughts of losses missed.

I comprehend these sounds, – so familiar –
the laughter and adventures that led to them.
a stellar love heard in almost whispers,
a clever, gaudy brilliance from pebble to gem.

Heaven must exist, else where do prayers go?
These memories engulf me, eviscerating woe.

@kwirb #30Days30Sonnets
September 16th 2015.

Dedicated to Heather and her family, today especially.