Moments Poem by Eli Anderson

The tree's huge canopy ~

Shares its movement in the Summer breeze.

But close your eyes

And you will hear

Them speak to each other.
 


Two lovers fight ~
Words hurled intent to violate the mind.

But open your heart, 

And you will see

The fear in their eyes;
fighting for themselves.
 


A son cries silently ~

As his mother spits his father's name on the floor, 

As his father spits his mother's name on the floor.

But if they felt the weight of time; 

They would see the moment

Being carved, 

Into the dreams of the child
 

We are the energy of, 

Countless moments ~

Made physical.