Where and when

A place

Where air is strange

Glazed like glass

Thick as sludge

There

Vision nebulous

Appeareces sureal

Movement unnatural

Distance unfelt

Rearward withdrawn

Forward unforewarned

Point of now hazy

Here

What differentiates

Actual from fictitious

Is but deliberance

One wonders

Is there an eye to see the air

understanding behind the eye

reason for awareness to be

Now

For the briefest of moments

The breath clears

Broken by a ray of sentiment

One sees the beauty of the eye

The value of understanding

The meaning of awareness

Soon after

Like a breeze in a desert

The ray disapates

The meanward regression

Leaves nothing behind

As if it never was