The Moment [sonnet]

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Of all the trembling moments in my life
(that sequence streak of microsecond sprawl)
of every ticking minute (minus strife)
this one I cherish far above them all.

For looking back on fleeting lifespan’s flight
consecutiveness makes its arrow known;
and always serendipity excites
when by your fingers I am overthrown.

You did not realise it at the time
(or possibly you knew — you simply smiled)
but all my former moments turned to rhyme
when by that healing touch I was beguiled.

Your hand placed on my shoulder when we met
became the moment I will not forget.

© 2011, Alan Morrison

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