Cliff Wise
1 min readMar 18, 2022
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A time we pass through

Once a day

Brief in our time

Long if we notice

Watch and feel

Peer into the depths

There are Subtle shapes

Moving about never

Taking form not defined

Cavorting gracefully in

The wide dusk

Two dimensional

World where depth

Replaced by time

Moves along lines

We can’t see

Day settles and slows

Dust falls for the last time

Leaves come to rest

Sun’s rays flare through

Clouds moving slow now

Moving off to the edge

Of the world

Few of us take note

Even then of

The magic unfolding

Watch sometime

Look for sprights

And kindreds dancing

In and out of our

Fables stories of old

Traditions tales

Spurring imagination

Wispy shapes

Make clever passes

Through our fixed

World of thoughts

Realities structure

Teasing our senses

In fading light

They’ll flit and hide

Behind the tree

Above the bush

Vanish then appear

Somewhere else

I look for them every day

They know me well

Kind and gentle


Cliff Wise

Book series - Anxiety is not Depression ‘Bring Order to the Chaos’, ‘Daily Reader’, ‘Questions and Answers’. The view from the inside about these disorders.