lost in sigh

feel it coming home to you

Lost in a Sigh

It’s the day

when all petty stuff ends

and the celebrations, music, end of innocence,

laughter, comedy, love all come down on you.

lost in sigh

dumbfounded by the speculation of your own dream of life

catching that football from a boy you love ending in a touchdown.

You fly in abundance, silver wings your transition to air

There is always something like a serendipitous surprise or

a meal ticket on a train ride to Los Alamos.

You gather luck with a certain politeness. You are like magic.

Steadied, feet centered on an axis where magic meridians 

court your soul.

As grace enters your mind you bow knowingly feeling that divine

shudder claiming a moment of your infinity.

Awash in beauty, a magnificent appeal, the glow ever present

you surrender it all

returning to that lost in a sigh