Saying Nothing Yet Gesturing

Clicks at a time

something unique is caught,

y i e l d i n g –

in some regards,

a sense of

completeness.

 And so it is,

without direction,

the eye moves toward

different perspectives,

born of a moment

of individual attention.

It is a process.

 Today,  tomorrow

and yesterday –

fragmentary pieces

pour out as ink,

while others remain
stuck in the freeze of time.