Small Moments in Time
Walk for me feet. However far that I may goMeditate now mind so that I may somehow knowSee for me eyes so that the path you may showHear for me ears however the music may flowAt the end of this journey My soul is already waitingSo hopefully my senses follow the music my heart is playingWhile my feet are walking and my mouth is talking I am unsure of the journey aheadYet as I kneel in these flowers and pass the small hours I realizeThat life is a precious precession of small moments in timeOne moment in terror the next perfectly fine