Fleeting Moments

Flame flickers fragile against even the slightest breeze
Light glows sensual and warm but wobbles and waivers

Suddenly extinguished

A wisp of white smoke disappears into darkness

Wisps of fog and mist drift upon the surface of a lake
Looking out. Looking back. Reflecting.
Translucent veil of meaning insulating me but I wait
Now afraid of the clearing breeze which will reveal
the looming shape of Truth on the distant shore

We felt each other
We felt comfort
We felt peace
We felt safe
We felt grounded
We felt accepted
We felt cared for
We felt mercy
We felt grace
We felt kindness
We felt giving
We felt receiving
We felt alive

We stopped feeling
We began to think

All that was rich, thick and real
Instantly turned into wisps of mist and vanished
on the slight breeze

We felt sadness
We felt fragile
We felt flat razor thin
We felt empty
We felt alone

Oh precious fleeting moment
May you pass my way again and in my promise
I will be still and cherish your fragile flame