The Magical Moment

Motionless, the tree stands proudly, Water droplets hang, like diamonds shine, I shut out the birds calling loudly, This magical moment is only mine. The fog's lifted gently rolled away, Bejewelled the tree shimmers there, The sun dances, making rainbows play Around the branches leafless and bare. I catch my breath at the sheer beauty, This precious moment makes me stop, No other thoughts, or deeds, or duty, Suspended, just like each water drop. I gaze in awe and silent wonder, This moment I know is heaven sent, Often too busy, my work does plunder Time; my appreciation does prevent. The sun grows brighter, warmer, stronger, The spectrums' rays intensify, The vision holds just a moment longer, Then like a dream it fades, and I Am looking at the Silver Birch, A lovely tree, but just a tree, The moment's over that made my heart lurch, The magic's gone; sadly I am set free.