I learned to live in moments
tiny, precious ones
that meant so much
and were so little

A few snatched pieces
of quiet, of chaos, of oblivion
and maybe sometimes, of pure joy

I suppose it would do me good
if I closed my eyes
to these moments
and buried their memories

But then again, if it were not
for these precious little pieces
how could I ever feel alive again

For today I remembered
how I learned to dance barefoot
when the light from the sun
decided to warm my toes

And that tiny moment,
was happiness
if not pure joy


2 thoughts on “Moments

  1. Life as they say is not about the milestones but about the moments. Truly captured the essence there. Kudos.

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