Glimpse

Yesterday I saw a

Wild spark

As it punctured a hole

In the fabric of time and space.

That was when we caught a

Glimpse.

Clear as day

From the corners of our

Eyes

Escaping our peripherals

To reach right below

Our noses.

Solidifying into a

Hologram.

Such a Trick!

Beautiful and profound shape

Brilliant and distant

Like a winter dawn.

We watched the sun slip behind

The other side of the earth.

Drunken with comfort

Sobered by time

Thousands of miles away.

Only inclined to indulge

In this new beginning

That cannot begin.

But only end

Abrupt. Shut.

Eyes.

Wise byes.

But how long

does it take for sparks

To burn out

And do they leave

A mark?