In Slow Motion

Moments of splendor when time slows to a crawl. Yes, those that are your favorite.

Truth exists
In the eye of the beholder
Your reality not mine
Nor mine yours
But again, that’s my truth
Your mileage may vary

Objects may be closer
Then they appear

All things being fleeting
That is what makes life
So special

The hourglass drips slowly
Like honey

Those moments will not repeat
They come
They pass
And even your memories
Will fade
The fine details become blurry

So when it happens
When you are staring at the puzzle of experience
And you place the final piece into place
That makes the picture whole
Stand and grin in wonder
Bask in the briefly warm
Flow of time
Before the currents move you along

Breathe in all of the heavy air
The thick slow passing of time

For the puzzle will fade to white
As time moves on
While the exact image
Bleaches and disappears
You will remember
It existed

Sometimes that is enough
Just to know
Once upon a time
That it can
And it did
Happen