I pull up to the red light
unclip
rest my toe on the pavement
and it happens
The traffic stills
my breathing slackens
silence prevails
the morning stops
the eye amid a flurry hurry-cane
I'm no Joseph Campbell
and it's gone almost before I can register it
put my brain around it
but I have felt it
I'm no Joseph Campbell
but in that moment
that beat
I feel like
I have glimpsed
the divine
That moment of
absolute
utter
stillness
no more than a beat
but
I know it was there
I savor it.
1 comment:
It's wonderful to read, and in your typical poetic fashion, that you're again able to follow your bliss.
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