the serious moment

a press of shadows in the midst of day
reminds us of how fragile all things are
we take the serious moment for a play

too soon the brightness turns to bitter grey
and little warmth or light reach from the star
a press of shadows in the midst of day

we bid the noonday sun to pause and stay
not knowing how the form of things we mar
we take the serious moment for a play

we see the workers moving on their way
and note the tide has reached the harbour bar
a press of shadows in the midst of day

there is no grief though thousands pass away
another tune is played on the guitar
we take the serious moment for a play

too late we see the ship depart the bay
discover that we have now gone too far
a press of shadows in the midst of day
we take the serious moment for a play

(C)2008, Fragano Ledgister