The Wonderful Life of Cobblestones

Always afterwards.

And, with a pause,

A recognition,

Smack dab in the middle.

This is it!

Then returning,

Ascending maybe,

Into this intensely focused moment.

All around,

Quiet work takes place.

All these things, for now,

Hushed and hurried

In a purposeful way.

Everywhere there is movement.

And it’s just a moment

Passing too soon.