In That Moment - A Poem

When a written yet unseen smile soars one’s heart,

Thirst for unquenchable desire thwarts sanity,

Longing pours meaninglessness into the soul and

Chaotic bliss scampers from written word to written word -

Each syllable creates waves of inspiration,

Each phrase tortuous daggers of joy.

How might the misty moment, prior to sight and comprehension,

Replete with flutters of fear and exhilaration,

At once thrilled and mortified by expectation,

Where soul-life meets soul-death, or

So the heart screams in its silent yet furious state,

Settle rightly the conflict and lend new meaning to life?

Will that moment decide a step toward love that endures?

An undiscovered country, new and breathless in its luster?

Embodied and emboldened through wondrous knowledge that

The very same midnight moon beckons each in their hour?

Will the connection of shared smiles, leagues apart,

Share whispers of love like gossamer breezes of the heart?

Oh, to stand in that moment,

To revel, to welcome, to celebrate,

To succumb, to soar and to hide

In that moment when the muses

Allow a gaze into those sable eyes.

There lies the great beauty and mystery of love,

Cradle of creativity, heartache, passion and more.

To rest in that moment with each and every flutter,

Where words fail and conquer simultaneously –

Listen to the whisper of the moment,

Listen to the soft whisper of the moment,

Listen to the glorious whisper of the moment,

And soar heedless on love’s silken wind…

I seldom know whether the poetry I write makes sense to the casual reader. When I finish writing, or at least THINK I'm finished writing, I step back to ponder and attempt to discern whether what appears on the page could be palatable to someone outside my heart and mind. I seldom, again, walk away with any inkling that the words will strike others as they did me when they exited my fingertips.

Describing that which defies description often falls to poetry, for there are few venues that allow the vagaries of human emotion to fly where they will and still be taken seriously. Even so, if the words do not move others, then I wonder what they stand for other than my own personal purge. Hopefully someone 'out there' has felt this way...