not capturing anything

so what is this then?

this thing that I see before me?

it's not a dagger

it's not a vision

it's not a dream

and yet it is

it's the famous "present moment"

that we're all meant to notice now

and yet it's slippery like ice that's melting

you try to notice it and it's gone already

you try to make it still it and it won't be still

you try to see it

but you realise that the human eye

doesn't see things for real

then you think about that

how a crow and a blue tit

are radiant with ultraviolet

but we petty humans

only see black or blue

and all of a sudden

you're in the land of intellect

posturing, conjecturing,

surmising

all those words that mean the same thing

but we say them to show how intelligent we are

yet we aren't

because we can't even be in the moment

and flow with it as it slides its momentary

thinginess

for ever

because we are thinking about

momentary thinginess

so we miss it

and mess it all up,

this thing called living.

thankfully a next moment

comes along and says "try again"

and peace becomes once more a possibility.