Note on Time

I have held
for one fleeting
moment in time
the whole of eternity and
its most beautiful flower.

And I kissed her.

I have long held the only way to live this life is to feel it. To really feel it. To savor each moment as you would the touch of a much loved mate.

Even on your worst day you can savor the feel of wood on the arm of your chair, the smell of a fresh wind, the sound of rain on a green leaf. Even so slight a thing as the feel of lace through your fingers as you tie your shoe may be savored, if only you’ll slow yourself to let it happen.

Try this. Stop everything. Isolate one full moment from everything else in your life. Notice how quickly it’s gone.

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