‘Nunc fluens facit tempus, nunc stans facit aeternitatum’
‘The now that passes produces time, the now that stays produces eternity’ – Boethius
A rooster crows
Morning softly thumps
A medlar tree
Eagerly unburdening
Its fruit a heavy dew
Noontime hushing
A drone of disquiet
An expectancy of nectar
Only the bumblebee
Silence the watchman
Of speckled time,
With sleight of hand
Unleashes yellow butterflies
Courtyard of stony arbor
Whispers nunc fluens nunc stans
Rattles and squeaks
Trembling of wings
Murmuring starlings
Trace the air
Chimes of Vesper
Evening mourns
In slumbering light
Unexpectedly
A dog barks
A thousand eyes
Of sky glitter on
Cascading night
Deep in the valley
A donkey brays
Header image: Medlar Trees, Cagnes by Pierre Auguste Renoir (1908)