Good Life

A Mystic Moment

as rare as the kiss of a dewdrop

on a desert rose

two paths cross

and two souls converge

instant recognition

not knowing

yet knowing all

awareness — ignorant of time and place

consciousness of a presence

in a room

on a continent

on a planet

eyes trade messages

signals without codes

devoid of words

at once earthly and heavenly


tranquil as an earthquake

world-shattering as a falling feather

no future

only now ... and forever

knowledge beyond understanding

an embrace sans touching

revelation of kindredness

affinity in infinity

erasing loneliness

what an exquisite mystery!