Scribbled on 8/08/2004 07:08:00 PM

A Moment That Was A Moment

When your light touched me
I was
Each grain of sand on all shores of the Red
The living sap within an oak ten thousand years dead
Every stone of a mosque in a city I have never seen
And every lead of every forest in the world

Is this istant to last forever
Yet can I grasp it?
Can I withhold that promise to you
With this simple touch, the light with no boundaries
You have reached out the essence of my being

Thank you
For letting me live in this moment
To savor it with all the compassion I possess
Of the gifts you manifest
Truly, it is a moment that was all moments

*I wrote this poem for a contest...its not the whole
thing though*

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