I think in waves

Fingernails in need of a snip

Winter beachside holidays

My body sharply reminds me 

of the sleeping baby’s need

for sustenance

…

I gaze forward

in anticipation, wonder

hesitation and fear

Caught in the moment 

the bouquet of uncapped colours

strewn haphazardly

as if forgotten

…

If I stop

for a breath

I see how time bends 

upon itself

How nostalgia

presence and hope

marry to bring that

elusive sense of

complete harmony

This post is inspired by the Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Each week I join with this talented group of writers, free writing for five minutes in accordance with a prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘future’.