The Moment

It happens when it is the least expected; and when it happens, you cannot believe how dreamlike, reality suddenly becomes. It is a little confusing. A little overwhelming. A little unsettling. Bliss. That one insignificant moment becomes the most momentous minute of your life! Milton thought midnight to be powerful; Lucifer fell from heaven and many a tide was turned; what is this magic about midnight and the hours that follow it? The pre-dawn hours? There is a certain recklessness in these hours-the possibility of potentials: the holding of hands, the meeting of the eyes, the caressing of the lips. Then, the moment is gone;never to come back;lost in the wheel of time, a length of thread that joins the web that weaves yesterday, today and tomorrow. LOST. No Regrets. Just happiness, that a moment was fully lived.