the angelic voice of an old friend
carried a simple truth
the kind you always recognize
as an undeniable fact
a truth you’ve always known
but, perhaps, have never spoken
he said happiness is but moments
and he smiled as he sang
and shared a happy moment
with all who had heard
and recognized the truth
happiness is but moments
the truthful words echoed
the concept reverberating
throughout my consciousness
applying itself to every aspect of being
and resounding with the ring of truth
each and every time
a moment of life
a moment of pre-life
a moment of afterlife
but moments pass
and are replaced by others
and therein lies my reasoning
for having spent this moment
as I have
with you
feb 8 ‘87
© 1987
