Today....is a great day.

So, before I post a poem...I need to talk about today.

For anyone who considers themselves even minutely connected to the world of Harry Potter is well aware of tonight's premiere. THIS will be an epic night....full of wins.
I will, of course, be stationed at a theater approximately two hours before the start of the film to get good seats. I bought my tickets over a week ago.

I am also wearing a striped rugby shirt, not unlike the Ravenclaw Quidditch jersey. AND carrying around my Harry Potter wand....it is an exact replica of the wand used in the films....yes...i know...you can laugh.

Basically, the day is going amazingly well and the weather is strangely nice too.
I am currently at work, sitting with Bekka. =] I was hitting her with a newspaper before, which was entertaining. Now she's staring at a pair of shoes and I'm typing this.

So, please enjoy today's poem.
After the poem I will give a brief explanation of the poem I posted last night.
This poem's description will appear tomorrow....please post your comments on what you feel it's meanings are til then.

The Meaning of the Moment

Mindless-

Indulging in the

Wasteful time

Leisure provides,

Ticking clocks

Show you no sympathy-

Longing for a drawn out

Sunrise,

Hoping the moon can retain

Its stay,

Wishing the setting sun wouldn't

Disappear behind the hills.

Our watches only move forward,

While we remain stagnant

In our thoughts.

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Yesterday's poem was about the importance of perseverance and the motion to carry on. The woods are something we can all connect with as a notion of getting lost. This correlates to losing ourselves and having to find our way out of failure, sadness, a tough spot, etc. I have a thing for folklore, superstitions, legends, and myths so instead of working with simple shadows and darkness to be "upon my back" I chose Daevas. 

Daevas are actually Zoroastrian "wrong gods". They are false gods made of shadow who were accredited to the promotion of disorder and chaos.There is a list of Daevas who stand for multiple ways for devastation, but they all have the common goal- the fall of man. So, they serve as a weight and terror for humankind. The moral standpoint of the poem is to push past these immoralities and road blocks and to make the long journey into a place full of "light". Light being the absence of hardship.