Lacking

We try in our own way
  to capture completely
Another, a moment and yet
  they are fleeting
Not meant for longer than
  a glimpse and gone
Full of beauty and grace
  where details cannot
Be picked up and recreated
  just a passing scene
Holy, sacred and true
  meant for inner
Places shared in the broken
  incompleteness of the
Souls longing to be joined
  with the Divine
It is only a moment which
  can only be
Taken with the care of the
  heart and cherished