The moment
This is what it's all about,
The mind has no need to shout
Out its thoughts and hopes
About this precious moment.
While fear is lurking in the wings,
To control things,
To pull our strings.
So strong this force
It bends the will
Of better men
Who seek to live authentically.
Yet by surprise
All else recedes
To leave love centre stage
As it stands witness
To greater deeds.
Battles end
And peace distends
Its finest cloud
That drapes us all,
Already in our deep lament
For the passing of this moment
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