Noise If there’d be a moment when everyone loved somebody the moment could be the world if anyone could ever be quiet. — Douglas Gilbert
however short in the world
in a tiny moment of embrace and
breathed together inward for a second, were
in the oneness of being,
forgetting who they are, being lovely, feeling like a kiss,
like the joy of a long lost sibling who is forgiven and
can come home to the family feast where
every member can taste at last
the deliciousness of belonging
dandegirl said
I’m so happy i signed into wordpress before i went to bed or i wouldn’t have found this until morning – but i wanted to say i love the new poem. I better get to bed, I’ll come back to comment better in the morning.
dandegirl said
It was peaceful last night falling asleep thinking about a quiet moment of oneness, it’s so peaceful to imagine belonging…i think i’m going to read this one more time before i go to bed, hopefully it’ll be another calm drift into dreamland tonight.
Doug said
Well that’s a wonderful sign of something between the pillow lines. Thanks.