The Center of My Moment
Standing at the Center of my Moment
While writing these lines
I think of all the worlds moments
Taking up the worlds time.
Grains of Sand in an hour glass
dropping moment by moment
filling every moment with memories
that make up our lives.
It's 4:00 a.m. here and a whole new day a world away.
It boggles my mind when I think of time.
While I write these words, somewhere folks
are swinging or cooking or swimming,
working, nuzzling, cuddling, walking, running!
Someone else is high tech. while I...
find my flashlight is best.
Teachers teaching us how to tell time
moment by moment a real gold mine.'
Bees are so busy collecting their honey
and Wolves howl at the moon.
Dogs bark as kittens play.
Out from the lake swims a Loon.
I wonder how a moment can hold all of it.
Maybe it's just that they swirl and spin
Time keeps on ticking
Each moment creating a din.
When I started to write this a few moments ago
I had no idea moments were like a big ol bowl!
Filled with memories that flow and flow.
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