"Mere seconds in time
and
specks in space"
- Kristy Renae Dalton*


We are seconds and specks,
you and I...

We meet, crash into each other,
mingle and coalesce.
Not knowing where we'll be
in the next.

We exist in one another...
But never together.

A perpetual dance
between time and matter.
An eternal struggle
to share a plane.

You and I...
We live as nothing but
mere seconds in time
and specks traipsing in space.

Lay this poet down
When the time arrives
In a field of fresh cut words
On a bed of softened rhyme

Feel free to cover me
From my head down to my feet
In a poetic form to keep me warm
Perhaps a blanket of allegory

Place a silken sonnet pillow
Underneath my weary head
In a field of fresh cut words
On top a rhyming bed

.
In still morning light,
There is new beginning,
Early birds so joyous,
On wings into the sky,
How the sun is painting
A paradise for my eyes.

I will wake into dream,
On this day so spectral,
I will sing with the breeze
And interpret the songs
Of birds in trees a flame,
Sailing into heavens' dawn.

waking up
there by my side
the woman I love
my beautiful bride

stepping out
just before dawn
a heavy dew
has covered the lawn

the sun rising
in a beautiful display
this has the makings
of a wonderful day

feeling blessed
touched by the Lord
throughout my life
I'm the tip of His sword

life was empty
not feeling whole
until He came
and filled my soul

sometimes sour
sometimes sweet
because of Him
my life's complete