by Rocky Dickerson
Something changed today It was not a necessarily beautiful
day
and yet beauty is all I remember from it
It was not a day filled with victories
still, somehow, I feel as though I’ve won
It was a day as was any other day has ever been
save for one thing…
she touched me
I didn’t see it coming although I had dreamt of it’s time
Her hand reached close to mine and…
… as never before the angels slowed time
The angels slowed the passing of time so that I may savor
The Moment
I looked into eyes that were like jewels
I felt the warmth of her smile that shone like the sun
I felt a hand so soft as if made from the wings of doves
A touch so soft that it seemed to defy gravity and the laws of nature
The life in that hand electrified my being
The woman touched not my hand but my heart and soul
She walked away and I stood in time...
...touched by this angel