This Very Moment

Mar 15, 2008 - 16:32 PM PST

All I really have is this,

this very moment.

In it, I conquer my fears and find peace.

I close my eyes and fly above the clouds.

I touch a world beyond my own.

I understand.

I care.

And I cry for all it could be for the rest.

In this moment, I envelope all that is human.

But at the very best, all it could be for the rest,

contrasts with what I have left for myself.

While the moment has passed,

its warmth and vitality lingers through me.

An inner comfort when all external joys evade.

A piece of heaven, a reservoir to draw from.

It walks along, inside of me,

wrapping me in love and hope.

All I really have is this very moment,

where my reservoir starts to run dry.

For I’ve unreasonably devoured it,

Longing for solace amongst the sorrow.

I close my eyes,

My will and joy is compromised by

By the external predators I’ve invited in

who’ve wreaked havoc on my mind.

The moment has passed,

And all I have is this very moment,

where my reservoir is completely dry.