Inevitably, moments imprint in our memory
Some life-changing moments, some ordinary moments
Like streams finding the ocean
They all end up in the same place

The car hurtles through space
To detach the city of fuzzy lights
From it's passengers
In pursuit of a predetermined lighthouse

The rear view mirror
Reflects a dwindling spectacle of the city
Whose town walls
Began to build another foundation

An enchanting melody permeates the air
Eliciting a glacial moment in time
The secret yearn for a perpetual chorus
A desire foreseeably forbidden 

Driving steadfast into the night
Far from the sea
The first landlocked lighthouse 
That ever came to be.

—e.l.jayne

For more poetry by e.l. jayne, visit her poetry page at, https://poemsandprose.travel.blog/poetry/