Take a photo and look at it

And pretend for a moment

That you live in the moment

which you have paused so effectively

With modern technology

It’s not so easy, of course

Now becomes then in the blink of an eye

My words already speaking from the past

The future waits on the other side

Of the doorway of unknowing

But we’re always moving on through

One moment, one bite at a time

It’s like walking in the dark

With the light only showing your path

After you have stepped

Walking on air, walking on faith

Walking on hope with your fingers crossed

That the next step won’t send you hurtling

Over the edge of an unforeseen chasm

Pictures are the illusions of moments

But they’re already behind you

And ahead lies groping and stumbling

Blind steps and blind luck