experience flashes over us
like the morning shower
the more intense it is
the more difficult to grasp
for one whole second
let alone an hour
if I could only hold a moment
from that wellspring of joyous giving
but all I have are these
dull memories
like casts and molds
no longer living
so long ago it seems
intangible as dream
but for these cold fossil forms
obtained by digging
Another Way of Saying 