felicty

thinking about life and time this came up.

Felicity

I sit in silence.
A soft light seems to sit upon my face.
Pondering, some phrases form concepts
Of a place--
Felicity.
Captured in thought, freed from phrases,
Pictures like raindrops--
Hard to count, hard to hold.
I'm lost in mazes.
Bent like old age,
I want to remember
Bright lights and smiling faces.
Still I tread in water wondering,
What is that which touches
Intangible places?
Felicity.