In a moment transported to a spiritual place
where wonder and awe come
In the form of the butterfly floating by on
beautifully light air, silent,
Quickly gone and over the next height
or the fireflies lighting up the night
Path with their wondrous light adding
a peace of magic to the wandering
Eyes, first here then there, gone and coming
or the flash of the fish as it jumps
In the water higher than you thought
it would come and show itself
Maybe in the sky's transforming splendor
off night to day and day to night
A thousand natural colors highlighting
the horizon in anticipation of it
A holy space, transformed ground from
its original state of ordinary
Into the most sacred space, if only for
a moment then gone, beyond
where wonder and awe come
In the form of the butterfly floating by on
beautifully light air, silent,
Quickly gone and over the next height
or the fireflies lighting up the night
Path with their wondrous light adding
a peace of magic to the wandering
Eyes, first here then there, gone and coming
or the flash of the fish as it jumps
In the water higher than you thought
it would come and show itself
Maybe in the sky's transforming splendor
off night to day and day to night
A thousand natural colors highlighting
the horizon in anticipation of it
A holy space, transformed ground from
its original state of ordinary
Into the most sacred space, if only for
a moment then gone, beyond
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