moments

Where I collide
with the world
is not where my heart begins beating

Where time stills
and all is dark
is when I can rest my head and begin

Searching for peace
yet never finding it
yet by faith and by the light I step

The assurance of the dawn
the timeliness of the sunset
is where my heart beats and where my blood spills

The average
is never just average
it is precious it is a gift

The newness will fade
but Constance remains
in each day and each sunrise

Where my heart lies
and the world collides
is only the beginning of eternity

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