Moment

I am seizure

of intent

moldering down the firmament,

casting seasons

from the net,

for the one iridescent

catch.

 

Would you take my soul?

 

I will let you.

 

I am pure gold,

gushing from the

mountainside of God.

 

Do you know me?

 

This is it. This. Here. Now. The riches of abundance are found by digging right under your feet.  Don’t miss it.

© Andrea Mathews 2014

2014-09-27 19.07.43

 

 

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