There lies the moment

In the rush of things The moment stops Somewhere between Earlier and later And that’s where There is no speed No expectations No comparison Nothing lesser or greater But there lies still the intent of motion And the sense of purpose The seed of every future a pure slice of the creator There lies theContinue reading “There lies the moment”

A live performance

She swoopedWith practiced ease perfect balanceperfect poise millions of eyes focussed on onewith precision and least noise Wings invisibletoo quick for the eyeskeeping it staticbefore the final dive Dipped in nectar nearest to blissyet sure of her purposeto fill up the hive A work of artdone as a routineand a performanceI saw it live