The Holy Instant
Cut like a knife 
Slicing through 
The dream of life
It slowed time down
Then sped it up
So I could see
That all is Love
It pointed out
The just refrain
The irrelevancy 
Of all pain
The beginning 
And the ending
The stitches that 
Are slowly mending
To repair 
The broken seam
As you become
What you’ve always been
And what you never are
Can’t be seen
The light that is
On a sunbeam


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