I imagine early morning light
in softly golden-hues, millions
of baby rainbows in the sun-
light’s glow, flowers dampened
with freshest dew just so – and
fragrance of blooms awakening
sweet memories, mornings where
we lived in glorious belief of our
youth that we were life itself –
now we know life briefly graced
our form with energy, we droop
at sunset, yet continue life in our
heads, repeating every joyous
feeling as often as we like, the
mind can never be stopped
remembrance recreates all
Worlds and feelings lost…
‘Never mind what-is, imagine it
the way you want it to be, your
vibration matching your desire’
Abraham
A FLEETING MOMENT
wrapped in a soft, nebulous
aura of blue she came to find
you, oh secret one, just as your
work was done, you looked up
and saw her standing there –
more transparent than a cloud,
shimmering dewdrops early
morning - both sighed...
a fleeting moment in earth terms
becomes an eternity in relative time
as described by Einstein, what lives
in memory as a millisecond was really
an infinite loop continuing without ever
stopping - existing within ecstasy for-
evermore, she explained with a sigh
of delight - both mesmerised …
[dedicated to someone special]
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