The Ever Changing Now Poem by Leon Moon

Before there is sound
To give silence a name
All that remains and surrounds -
The Ever Changing Now
Dreaming out loud
In the playground of change
Patiently waits to be awoken or drained
The Ever Changing Now
Paints shapeless clouds
Which crown emptiness, loneliness drowns
In the distance we separate
The Ever Changing Now

Comes spiralling down
Through a vortex of love
You spin back around
There to be found
In the breath of every sound
The Ever-Changing Now
The Ever-Changing Now

Maybe I'm just obsessing over a reality that could've been
She slips into my dreams so easily like there's no in-between, between

Comes spiralling down
Through a vortex of love
You spin back around
There to be found
In the breath of every sound
The Ever-Changing Now
The Ever-Changing Now

Ride the decline of your vain disguise
And watch the opposites collide
In a bayonet through sunrise
Out kaleidoscope mesh we fly
Beyond an artificial matrix
Concealing bliss from my -

Ever Changing Now
Ever Changing Now

Interweaving vines design
The priceless goldmine
Inside the air we breathe
Between where the pendulum weaves,
Symposiums of symmetry
Split from duality

Ever Changing Now
Ever Changing Now
The hilarity of singularity
Ever Changing Now

before there is sound to give silence a name
and all that's around is not yet awoken or drained
The Ever Changing Now
Dreams aloud in the playground of change
No distance gained, no paradise is the same
The Ever Changing Now
shapeless crowds crown the emptiness that surrounds
Rearranges our solitude and and drowns into view
The Ever Changing Now
Is there no matter where you're found

Comes spiralling down
Through a vortex of love
You spin back around
There to be found
In the breath of every sound
The Ever-Changing Now
The Ever-Changing Now

Maybe I'm just obsessing over a reality that could've been
She slips into my dreams so easily like there's no in-between
Or maybe it's the fact, all that's exact is an artefact inherited from the future's remorse growing straight from the source in all that I touch, enclosed in a cause the trapdoor of thought clutching an illusion you sought only to find out that it was never yours,
The Ever Changing Now
The Ever changing Now
Outlasts the past and masterly crafts space's collapse, a pulse you pause and drive into a choice's course no cross-hair scope can absorb, presents you tore before you split out your door, detach from the attacks that latch onto the sky's hatch where stars pour their core and time lays face up on the floor

The Ever Changing Now
Comes spiralling down
Through a vortex of love
You spin back around
There to be found
In the breath of every sound
The Ever-Changing Now
The Ever-Changing Now

August 2020