The Fleeting Moment Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Fleeting Moment



You can only live
in the time you're given

The past and the future,
a false consorting

Looking inside and blinding
yourself

—to tomorrow and yesterday

The magic contained within
each fleeting moment

—until it's gone

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2020)

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