Perilously Poised

paint spread on the canvas of the sky the delicate strokes of a master minuscule changes in time are magnified the mind retains what can never be truly recreated a jar of swirling color time stands still while life and death twist and twirl like desperate dancers spinning too fast to be separated wisps of ideas and memories float far above the chaos illuminated for a instant by the flicker of the first star between the clouds creation a globe balanced on a knife’s edge perilously poised in the blink of an eye a whisper of wind the spine tingles with an unexpected shiver shadows spread through the gathering mist fear creeps black trees claw at the sky like a cat the wind howls despair claims the throne until hope rises with the morning sun this is the moment the eternity between day and night