In a Moment of Poetry
And now, on reflection
it seems,
I am not at all certain ..
I should have
ever believed, what my
eyes then did
tell me to believe, in that
moment when
I first caught sight of her ..
At the time tho’
I felt sure, she could walk
upon water ..
So perfect was she, as she
stood there
by the shore in her sandals
and her shawl ..
It was truly, a moment of
purest poetry
indeed, of enlightenment ..