Collaboration

time

Every moment a page in time

Each one enriching a life, a world, a universe,

One brings with it a rush,

Excitement, anticipation and culmination,

Being close to you, feeling a cool breeze,

Or leaning towards the rising sun.

The next brings a heaviness,

One that only subsides with distraction,

Or tears, or submission.

One moment is treasured as the next.

We are made up of a series of moments,

A package wrapped with treasures

That are difficult to define.

Without these moments,

An arrangement of glorious notes,

What music would I make?

No crescendos, no bravados, no diminuendos,

Just a blank page of emptiness.

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