Is it so?

Thinking,
a thin electric thread connects;
intermittent, but going to, going fro.

Moments,
photographs placed into a box;
occurring and accumulating, one by one.

Feeling,
a wave on water;
swelling with the huge, unseen gravity.

Silence,
a game of riddles and hints;
speaking volumes, with no words.

Tomorrow,
an unwatched film playing;
flickering images and unknown endings.