Lucidity
Lucidity slips into focus. Time slows and despite the never-ending noise of life, all that can be heard are your thoughts. The truths of the past and present become obvious, the path forward is clear. Grasp as you may, this dream cannot be held onto fully. The clarity creeps away silently and you find yourself just as you were. Here. Left with a memory that appears clear in the mind until it is attempted to be put into words. To undertake the curation of such elusive ideas is a hope that they are realized in permanence. Lucidity: A creator seen, a feeling recognized.