in a moment, we awaken.
those passing glimpses of your eyes
right as they meet mine.
unspoken, gone; yet shared.

a simple understanding - I am enough,
my heart overflows and floods my eyes with rivers.

the wisdom of a child,
the freedom of a blank page,
the proximity of two hearts in one hug,
the moments in between the moments.

Nirvana is not reserved exclusively for gods.
it is impermanence, it is mortality.
it is the flow of life when we dive in;
a precious sequence of experiences that align when we let go.
grasping is fear,
being is brave.