I want to take hold of each Moment.
Before It can slip away.
Dimly seen.
A whisper.
A vapor.
Now Unnoticed.
It crept close, but found only blind eyes.
It slipped away.
To seek another pair of eyes.
Eyes wide open.
What have I missed in that bare Moment?
Unadorned by anything but Grace and Simplicity.
It would have slipped to my side;
Whispered love and trust.
Love beautiful and filling and spilling over the empty hole.
Trust would have lent me His strength to lean full on.
Would have wrapped an arm around me.
Leaving me with a heart tipped crazy by love.
Joy bubbling into a little girl's giggle.
Safe at last in the Daddy's arms.
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