it’s these small moments
when the light hits just right,
and in my mind i think,
“i’ll remember this this time.”
and in other small moments
i’m taken back, right to the memory
of the sunset in paris, the cobblestones
in italy, the aquamarine of greece.
it’s in moments like these
i think, “there and then i touched a
consciousness i now have here with me”.
i caught a glimpse of eternity and
somewhere in it, a future sits
me; under a shady tree by the beach
breathing. another moments reprieve.
it’s these small moments
collecting my life’s memory.















