Radiance

May 13, 2015

There’s a moment, friend,
When time seems to hold
Fast to each echoed drop
Passing through each of us.

This moment is special, not
Just because we can stop to
Recognize it, but because so
Many simply do not.

Too many falter, letting go
And allowing sleep to steer
Them into another darkness
Not unlike Death, imminent.

It’s when the sun breaches
Above the horizon’s surface,
Its presence felt far before
In the waves and particles;
Behold the morning hues.

Each moment a day, and
Each day just a moment.

MSBQ

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