evanescent, momentary

evanescent, momentary,
all life’s joys are such —
glorying within the feel:
the taste, the scent, the touch —

fleeting bits of dissipation,
water, air, and sun —
evanescent. momentary,
everything
and none

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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