The Moment

It was then, in that moment that I realized the purpose of my existence.

I felt the power, my power. 

I felt it sink into a soft soul. 

I saw it glow in green sharpness. 

The stars in his eyes, of sea glass,

vibrantly engulfed in that spark.

How did I get here. How did the universe lead me to this one infinite moment.

The moment.

Afraid of change, but desperate for evolution.

I evolved that morning, into my purest form.

And I thought, how did I let myself fall for so long, without connection 

with staleness.

When did I begin to soulfully die, at the hands of those who are meant to hold me up.

How did I not know I was not flying back to my true light

yet I was sinking into the deepest of darkness.

My aching, my hearts desires, my longing. 

All I felt and know was magic, in 

the moment.