I have often talked myself
out of the moment I have
wanted to be in losing time
and eternity and all the implications
in-between wanting no words
but only the spontaneity
of the right act with no forethought
to capture anything and no
other thought than to be held
No wonder we're a little lower
than the Angels who know how
to move in silence and get things
done; no wonder when we do
we whisper,"Paradise.”
-Byron Hoot
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