A Memory Lost

 A Memory Lost 

 
 a calm breath in the still silence,
 a pause in heartbeat,
 a wait, waiting instant,
 a now.
 
 it flits by, 
 on the winds of forever.
 it slips through the filaments of the moment,
 through stranded gaps of time.
 
 and all you can hold
 is the empty air,
 the absence,
 the undefined shape of something
 something that was never really there
 
 turning back,
 a reconstruction,
 an echo memory,
 fogged and faded out
 limps into view
 distorted and decayed.
 
 and so,
 another lost particle
 of the past
 dissolves into 
 the never forever.