You see, when sensibilities give up
When wit grows freely
When seriousness abandons its reasons
We fall into a moment
We can’t describe
But can embody
We can’t hold
But can enjoy
We can’t leave behind
But forever remember
That moment comes in waves
Crashing on our beating hearts
Like a foamy zest caressing a gentle breeze
The forest trees wave in gratitude
To witness this moment in all of its glamour
And when the shy sight lays its eyes on you
The wonder disappears back into a place of being
Hiding till the wit carries it on the whims of the senses that cannot sense for reasons that can’t be taken seriously
Only then do you expand into a presence whole
Into the petals of a yellow flower in a green sea
Free to be and done of being in splendor and awe
For the moment passed while passing for you to witness its grandeur and sigh, you must…
Until the next time…
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
Exquisite pointers!