If only in a moment, we might listen to our heart.
We might trust love will always exist in those quiet frames when alone we wish, we ponder, we allow our mind to wander to a softer time when we could just live within the scope of our passion.
If only in a moment, we might trust our soul.
There will be an ache because we have once known love, felt it, yearned its Grace inside a wonderful travel of sweet elegance. We can look to a beautiful sunny winter’s day and recognize there is a certain splendor in the air having the ability to recognize that emotion did bring us to a region of our heart will always be ready for quiet reflection.
If only in a moment, I might remember eyes.
For that quiet recall, I will see love, and hold on to her magic forever.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~