As she sang "Song of Songs,"
I looked at the people
in the congregation.
One couple, elderly folk,
seemed transported-
gazing one another
into a time
we don't remember...
holding the other
with bright eyes
intense with love,
perhaps reminiscing
of the day
they knew they were
soul-mates.
Feeling as though
I'd stumbled into
a private conversation-
wordless,
I lingered for a moment
more and knew
few ever find this;
how lucky I was to
be there.
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4 comments:
I love the picture you paint with words.
My post repeated itself. That is the reason it was removed. Still not too good at this.
Thanks, Lea!
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