Grace Of The Moment
Grace of the moment captured in that soft, cool breeze sweeping past ones face,
Rippling all that it cares to touch, almost the entire existence.
Grace of the moment scattered as pocketful of sunshine,
That universe laughs and throws away, not caring when and why?
Grace of the moment decked in dark blue and grey.
Her face revealed with silvery flash uncovering the raindrop veil.
Grace of the moment drifting with the wind fresh from far-off land.
Moist with promise of unfettered bliss, that will fade away.
Grace of the moment, hovers so lightly, and never settles down.
Its existence controversial, but its essence proven without doubt.
Wednesday, March 10, 2021