In this moment

Warm is the golden sun that rises,
Over eucalyptus and cypress shadow,
Across night frosted lawns beginning to melt,
After the long night, a new day is born,
There is a cool sharpness to the air,
A calm silence throughout the home,
Where I sit, eyes closed but seeing.
A brief glow of sunlight shines through glass,
It feels like a kindness, gently warming my face,
Every time feels like the first.
In this moment my mind feels free,
I can forget the sadness of the past,
And the fear of what the future will bring,
In this moment I’m caught,
Spellbound and suspended,
Within a rapturous embrace of warmth.
In this moment everything is ok,
And I am enough.


Discover more from Dan Verkys

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Leave a comment