The Fleeting Moment
You can only live
in the time you’re given
The past and the future,
a false consorting
Looking inside and blinding
yourself
—to tomorrow and yesterday
The magic contained within
each fleeting moment
—until it’s gone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2020
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