sporadic glimpses of perfection

you know, when the moment happens
when everything comes to a momentary halt,
and time stands still
your heart can't stop beating fast enough,
till it almost skips a beat

of course, the moment goes away in a blink
for it doesn't belong to you,
it belongs to no one actually
yet it belongs to everyone
for any one that has experienced the magic,
will never forget, that instance,
when everything is just perfect

Stanley Newton (1637-1670)  ¶ 2:13 am