Golden sparkles of shear light fluttered from his eyes.
She wanted nothing more than to know what lies behind.
He said to feel the golden glow. To breathe light everyday.
She must die a death. Kill the past. Kill the future.
Let it die away.
Live for this moment now. You’ll find your spark that way.
She thought it sounded wonderful. Practicing she did.
Felt the glory of a moment. Wrapped in eternal bliss.
Yet holding it. Was fleeting. It hardly lasted long.
Those beautiful moments she longed for. Had gone.
Back to his side. She said how it worked.
He laughed a little and explained
The past for her was alive again.
You cannot recreate a moment that has past.
Stay here in this moment
where the magic always lasts.