As real as it is, or seems, it’s fleeting. A moment, a glance, a feeling. Bright lights, no light, lights flicker. Capture the moment for it is certainly fleeting. Beauty and mystery, love and hate, certainty and uncertainty it is all fleeting. Here now, gone now, coming back around you will never know for sure- it is all fleeting. The beauty of the moment is that won’t last forever. A thought both tragic and exciting leaving you longing and breathless.