bathing in evening blue
one that's diffused with grey
a quaint moment
still minutes
sporadic
but found when sought
i've been taught
to embrace the beauty
of temporary solitude
the feeling itches
of leaving behind the cocoon
of threaded familiarity
wafting through life
without my glasses
clarity ends at two days
i've been taught
to find liberation
in uncertainty
unearthing stability in evenings
as a singular beat collides with
the movement of car and light
a transit towards
spurring adulthood
grasping at floating paths
but i've been taught
to realise the effervescence
of not knowing
