This Precious Moment


This storm will pass,
as it always has.
These clouds will lift,
as they always have.

Out there before you,
as it always was.
Lies a well of life,
that you thought was lost.

Just one simple thing,
Will catch your eye.
Maybe a rustling leaf,
then a bird in flight.

And it may enthral you,
or just make you smile.
This precious moment,
that reclaims your life.

2003, June

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