A faint resemblance of order
Where whispers of logic
Scatter among the shadows.
Boundaries blurring, merging
Into the horizon's call.
Process known to few,
Elemental secrets folding
Like laughter in the wind.
A tableau of moment
Pressed between minutes
That falter, seek, transform.
Stillness; a method within rain
Shimmer of thought, suspended.
Clocks may learn patience,
If only they could listen
To rain's quiet promise.