Kiss of Moment

At the penultimate moment of that reality
the dead hollow tree inspired a little fabled feeling
they stood midst the green grass inspired a sense of safety
although safety has always been an illusion to any movement

Beyond them, the tall grass had faded into a color of sunshine
life had rained an existential lark on them this time
this very moment was real and alive
so they closed their eyes living it and feeling it

But deep within they knew something unseen waited
they averted the temptation of being at an impasse,
loyal shadows were their companions and greatest confidants
who stood with them in every twist and turn that life presented

The sun emanated a strong brandy from the sky’s distillery
the blades of light ornamented the strikingly shaped clouds
and they submitted to this trance that mattered in their living
because such moments always came with a kiss of hello and of goodbye…