Those Moments

What in the universe would be the meaning of those moments

When a fluttering sensation mild almost unfelt crosses the face

A brief sparkle that dances in pinpoints of light in nearby space

Those moments when an indescribable sensation passes close

An interlude so short as to almost seem like a ghost.

Those moments when in the deepest laxity

A hand floats into the mind and strokes your ego

Those moments in the deepest quiet, produce the clarity

Of rainbow colours and a known child-like simplicity.

Those moments bring a sense of connectivity

When a speck of dust is given greater objectivity

Those moments when a healing hand is your own soul

Where distance shrinks, love increases as you find your goal.

Those moments in touch with the other seeps deep inside

Giving clarity, charity love understanding, more besides

Those moments spoken in every book of religion

For the contemplative is not restricted by region.

In this universe we all seek the real meaning of life

Those moments where care and sympathy reign supreme

Where truly heroic deeds are shown to us in dreams

Those moments as we seek an inner hidden truth

And we find the meaning of sitting under a roof.

Those moments as we feel the agonies of poverty

We realise our stomachs ache with over use

Those moments are pieces in a massive jigsaw of life

To ignore even one small piece causes untold strife.