In the moment of a second

A second moment gives pause.

There’s listening to the wind

When there is no breeze.

There’s watching a rainbow

In the darkness of night.

There’s the tap of raindrops

On moon-soaked skin.

There’s the scent of a rose

In dense forests of oak.

None make sense,

Yet there’s a pause.

There’s a second or less.

There’s a moment of knowing.

When in the moment of a second

That second moment is clear.

When in the moment of a second

Love sheds all fear.

When in the moment of a second…

You know.