The moment of Now

As I make my way
to this day’s work,
I pause,
as traffic is
brought
to an orderly cease,
by firm command
of traffic lights,
and gaze,
through other cars
- other, stationary cars,
cars with drivers
bored or impatient,
but all,
for the moment,
brought to a stillness
matched by the endless
patient grace
of the trees I see,
trees slowly turning
for an autumn
coming at measured pace,
a kaleidoscope
of changing, chaotic
colours, frozen
in this moment,
reflected in river
also, at this moment,
at peace,
with surface unbroken,
unmarred
e’en by rower’s
passage;
I gaze,
and spend an aeon
in this moment’s magic.

© Kayleen White, 2008