Freedom Poem by Midnight Clarity

Why tie the moment down?
why define it?
Confine it to a narrow path
with meaning
limited by your imagination?
why not let it flow,
quicksilver fast,
go past daylight into shadow,
gentle night a haven
where passion ties the knot,
with sorrow
flowering to joy
as daylight hits the night
for six and clouds rush,
blushing morning colours,
to the east
where definitions
have no meaning to the sea,
the tide, of
feelings swirling
round the edge of possibility
as long as we
don’t tie the moment down.