Sovereign Moment

By Hillol Ray

 

In a sovereign moment, God may love the seas,

Nothing less than owls or laboring teddy bears-

But I think of your sweet love, sweeter than a dove,

As you swear with hugs, kisses, and genuine tears!

I never wrestle with my age, like a sage,

To make you think we do love and live-

Rather we move forward a thousand or million times,

And delight our souls well without rolling our sleeve!

 

With life and love, blessed from the God above,

I like riding back with forlorn time or a full tide-

And close my eyes under the brooding skies,

Or take shelters beneath the rainbow to hide!

I may sit spell bound, at a bus station of Greyhound,

And stay quite still to offer you a pleasant surprise-

But I know well, you won’t surrender your body or face,

To anyone, even with a heart bigger than the Texas’ size!

 

A childish grace, embedded with an IQ trace,

Looms in your soul without a yawn or sigh-

And I dwell merrily in your loving fragrance,

Beneath your alien pride and glorious sky!

Now I wonder about you, and our days left behind,

As we anxiously count to reach the heaven’s shore-

But remember, God only knows about that sovereign moment,

And will push the trigger to commemorate the exit and more!!

 

“Milestone”

May 12, 2024

© Copyright May 12, 2024, by Hillol Ray