Time, Frozen

Flipping through Henri’s* pictures, I see how desperate he was, like me, To freeze time.

Fleeting are our lives - the ones you see smiling, Crying, frowning, deep in thought, their inner selves revealed A glimpse offered in these frozen images And then taken away in the flood.

Faster, quicker than the flowing water, Life flees, swirls and then disappears -

All that remains is a dash between A year and another...