Scanning through last year’s paper
Moments pass
Moments will renew
As the clock dies slowly consumed by fire.

Around the table we go
Back and forth as the wind goes
I sit in disbelief to this day
That what happened came true
This is only a memory
That will soon pass too
As the clock dies slowly consumed by fire

Melodies arise from the silent pages
Moments that passed
Moments will come
Closing my eyes, as the currents embrace my soul
As the clock regrets stopping for the moment…

It happened,
It passed,
Here I lie in denial
Every tear is a waterfall
Ever fear a grain of sand
Listen to the emotion’s lament and turmoil
Just sitting here, waiting for the moment to pass
As the clock slowly dies consumed by tears

José Clavell Acosta
2011®