Rapt in a Summer Day

The stillness
a pause,

A moment separate,

Alone

and yet not.

No sound encroaches;
the rhythm of silence
unites the universe.

Then a low growl,
a rumble,
a downpour, a deluge,

Thoughts tumble then settle,
a storm, a struggle,
a whisper of sun,

Time moves ever on.
Each second claims its own karma;
each hour is unique.

Live, laugh, love:
Each moment is sacred.

 

 

~~~

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