I pulled some hazy recollection
 
From the well in which contained
 
The ripples of some desired selection
 
The memory where I remained
 
 
 
For there was a moment, fleeting
 
When the incessant flood of musing
 
Ceased in heart’s rhythm, beating
 
In the eyes where I was fusing
 
 
 
And in that sacred instant
 
Time ceased its melancholy tune
 
For every time that I felt distant
 
(A pale and wearied moon)
 
 
 
A single look all but desisted
 
Nature’s indifferent ways
 
And not an ounce of me resisted
 
The exploration of her gaze
 
 
 
Various parts obscurely resembled
 
The ocean of an inner dwelling
 
In all the ways you have assembled
 
Such currents are impelling
 
 
 
With a lingering compunction
 
Such jewels hath shed a light
 
To set upon some healing function
 
As the fuses of thought ignite
 
 
 
Lapping waves pulled me within
 
A swirling iris of green
 
Traversing beyond the veil of skin
 
And every space between
 
 
 
There was a moment, fleeting
 
When the flesh of identity touched me not
 
It hid itself within a greeting
 
And bid itself be forgot
 
 
 
But it shall be written upon the stars
 
That lean to kiss those emerald eyes
 
It shall live on by the strings of guitars
 
And the lyrics of a poet’s reprise
 
 
 
It shall live on if yet exhumed
 
The origin forgotten in history
 
For I, myself, am completely consumed
 
By the beauty of a moment’s mystery

(2012)

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