Wednesday, August 26, 2009

A feast of your presence

The clock ticks on
A sense of time passing
I am in the moment
Each moment part of a great spread of moments
Laid out over time & space
To fill my life
With a feast of your presence
Pain is on the table
And joy
But the greatest joy
Is that I share this table with you
Or rather
That you share it with me

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