The rich and joyous promise
of each moment,
Is lost when life is lived
in forward haste.

Moments passing through
your precious lifetime,
Are far too few to let them
lie in sorry waste.

In the twinkling of a moment
you are here.
In the twinkling of another
you are gone.

Fill each present moment
with your radiance,
Til the veil of final dusk
has claimed your dawn.

Terri McPherson