Capturing a moment

 

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Do I dare?                                                                                                                                                 

Can it be done?                                                                                                                                        

It’s rare you see                                                                                                                                    

To take it all in                                                                                                                                           

Feel its power                                                                                                                                          

Its awe                                                                                                                                                    

Moments like these                                                                                                                                     

Are subtle                                                                                                                                     

Effervescent                                                                                                                                        

Translucent                                                                                                                                              

Wil O’ the wisp, fairy gardenish                                                                                                                  

Yet there I was                                                                                                                                           

And yes, I have been There                                                                                                                            

A few times before.

 

You had just driven the tractor through the gate                                                                                             

I closed it behind you and followed on foot                                                                                      

The sun was warm                                                                                                                                 

The breeze light and gentle                                                                                                                        

The grass a patchwork of greens and browns                                                                                            

The sky a water colour painting of cool blues and dappled white                                                  

Silhouetting the majestic Mount Dromedary and                                                                                                     

An enclave of giant gums and wispy wattles.                                                                                          

Not a care in the world                                                                                                                                       

I felt into my boots                                                                                                                              

Everything was in order                                                                                                                               

A few stray thoughts wafted through my mind                                                                                        

Jake the dog running, caught my eye                                                                                                          

And in that moment                                                                                                                                    

Nothing – and                                                                                                                                    

Everything

 

All past moments colliding                                                                                                                           

With those yet to come                                                                                                                       

Thoughts suspended like                                                                                                                       

Nature’s flotsam                                                                                                                                       

Caught in a spider’s web                                                                                                                        

Peace, serenity, stillness                                                                                                                                

No words can aptly describe it                                                                                                                     

You see, the moment                                                                                                                                         

Had caught me. 

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