Thursday, August 27, 2015

Scala Santa


I saw you
I wondered
I felt
and became silent

warmth spread through my fingers
and time stopped
then it fell behind
then it flew forward

and all along, a beginning was outlined
of a future I couldn't dream of
a precipice I would come to know
a dream I'd become a part of
and a mission I'd step into, but never own

why me?
or why not me?
it matters not
in the end
but I do thank you
and I grasp the reins I might hold
for even a moment
I'll breathe into the present and the past and the future
and be still in the presence of being.

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