Poetry – A Moment

A Moment

A moment.

The only thing that can ever be

Perfect

Is a fleeting moment.

Nothing lasts.

The flawed universe

Leaves everything

In torment.

In the magic

Of a single instant

The dream of perfection

Is no longer

Distant.

Opher – 29.1.2021

If we could only hold on to those moments where everything comes together in a flash of wonder and the whole universe is vibrant, alive and perfect.

But they evaporate.

If we could only bottle the ecstasy of discovery, revelation and understanding.

But it is elusive.

We live in the moments.

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