TEMPORARY

JOHN MCINTOSH

Temporary is the shadowed

Backdrop of the world stage

Fleeting moments of pain and anguish

Then, peaceful hours of silent grace

We cling to both

And in agony we hope for

The lighter minutes to stay

And the dark to fade

But temporary is the Light

Mingled with the dark

Enticing and foreboding

The dance sways on and on

Those immersed in the play

Suffer, then gaily laugh

As the merry-go-round

Swirls in endless loops

The dance pulls us

This way and that

Until finally …

We leave the stage

And from our lofty balcony perch

We decline the game’s allure

And watch in silent knowing …

It was all just a dream

-image by Solveig Larsen

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