THE MOMENT
 

For at the moment,
that is stops,
is the same moment,
it begins anew.

At the very moment,
when the cleaning ends,
it is the same moment,
when dirty begins again.

At the same moment,
you end your meal,
at that same moment,
a new hunger begins.

It is the game we play,
from thing to thing,
from time to time,
driven by attractions.

At the moment,
a door does close,
at that same time,
another know is turning.

At the same moment,
we drive off the lot,
at that moment,
our car os worth less.

At the same moment,
we leave the green light,
at that moment,
we are closer to the next red.

Moment to moment,
thought to thought,
distraction to distraction,
and back once again.

At the same moment,
that we ARE,
the time when we AREN'T,
becomes closer still.

The moment that is NOW,
is the ONLY one,
we should live,
love the moment.

At the same moment,
that you quit,
it is at that time,
that you also lose.

The same moment,
that you try,
is the same moment,
that it alludes you.

The same moment,
that you let go,
is the same time,
the light will glow.

The same moment,
that you know,
that YOU are YOU,
you begin to grow.

Life is nothing but moments,
but death is but the same,
for we are on and off,
like the clouds and rain.
 
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
December 19, 2002