What is a moment,
that transmutes behind the silence?
It is but the breath of life that unravels with every step.
It is an intention to dance and make use of the rhythms invisible.

How do we grasp a flitting moment,
that comes and goes just like the sunrise?
It is to open heart and carry the beating melody gracefully.
It is to be home in the self to feel peaceful and celebrate.

How does one understand a flitting soul,
who holds love inside oneness?
It is to move in gratitude that transmutes into steps divine.
It is to honor a moment while here for off earth there is no time.

StarBG © 2017