Thursday Thoughts on the Transpiring and Expiring of Moments

 

To dredge the past in search of its measure

Is but to forfeit this moment-treasure

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To pine for the wine in tomorrow’s vine

Is to waste the taste of this moment’s haste

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Darling, the amazement and astonishment

Which grand architecture induces

Fills me with wild wonder and delight…

Yet, its wonderful wonderment

Pales in weak excuses

Against your heartbeat in the still of the night

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Intangible trickle

Vast vaporous sea

Time is a twinkle

In eternity

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Taste the moment on your lip

Oh, and do not let it slip

Into the blue, transpired in vain

For it will not return again

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What is our calling

Brother to brother?

Why, it is but this

To love one another

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Sometimes thought’s echo sparks within me

A longing for hours that used to be

But then I remember,

Today’s moment-splendor

Is shaping tomorrow’s memory

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A sigh, a gasp

Is but the cast

Of moments melting

In the past

Take heed, my love

At what they teach

For soon they slip

Beyond our reach

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Hold my hand, darling

Love is lonely alone

Each day is a pitfall

Or a stepping-stone

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Life is a lover

The bliss of its kiss

Is rendered in caresses

Not of what was, but what is

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Take a moment

To taste the moment

Dissolved

In a moment

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When you hold me like this

Sweet moment-glance

I’m filled with the urge

To sing and dance

Because ours is such

A tempestuous romance

You offer, but once

Each moment-chance

© Janet Martin