The Moment is the Magick

The Moment is the Magick

A Poem by Jennifer Pennington

Sometimes it'll come crashing in like lightning
My spine becomes the lightning rod
Capturing the static shock
My skin ignites, my heart maintains the throb
Until .... stillness

I am the eye of the storm

Silence to others
But I'm not so sure

Senses alive and engaged
Patterns form inside my brain
Every little moment before and between
Nature struck
Plays before my eyes

I am in the midst
I am but a mist
Amidst
This

Just a whisper
Just a whisp
In time

But a moment is a lifetime
A moment is life
Life is in a moment

And it feels just like this
Sometimes

© 2022 Jennifer Pennington


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Added on February 10, 2022
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