Wednesday, September 20, 2006

surprised

Surprised

Fleeting ticks breast the tape
as our thoughts collide,
this is the moment.
The puddle shallow surface
glazing no hidden depth
no glittering promise
nothing but a whisper of its fellows.
Then in this moment, this breath,
this seconds tick,
ephemeral life Cinderellas from chrysalis
into a beauteous diaphaneity.
The flicker of an eyelash
releases what was
from the claws of what will be
into what is.
This is the moment.

1 comment:

Cami said...

A most beautiful analogy of That Day, Keith--wonderful!