Catfished

Catfished

Pictures given in the now…

a lifetime reveled through

the melody of a thousand songs

yet some say ,

“every picture’s worth a thousand words”

What really is clarity of who we actually are?

A photo flashed on a digital screen

must be that moment’s ever changing cover

befallen an ever changing  book within …

A poem is the spirit & heart

of a lifetime in this soul ;

whatever betides the shell of illusion

which is accepted as truth of light

because blinded eye’s see better than the heart?

Flesh facades fall short

as time wanes reaching for the end

of this ambiguous distance 

... perhaps there is not an end to find

Only manifesting as flesh and bones for awhile ;

sighs too deep for words , left unsaid , float eternally

until heard by earless hearts and eyeless souls ,

for love is the purpose

and has no nonspiritual vivid form 

but actions …

Harlon Rivers ...© January 2014