enigma

mental events
     bask in invisible
          time.

sensitivity is
     everywhere.

we yearn
     for what is
          good––

but even light
     cannot consistently
          pierce
the shadows.

the good is
     powerful, but not
          invincible––

& sometimes, utterly
     blind.

things come
     to an end
      when they
evaporate––

& it is best
     to accept––

“i don’t know
     why.”

the enigma
     moves on.

the wise man
watches the clouds
          pass on––

like exhausted
     misunderstandings.

the sun will
     rise again
          when
it rises.