Bronia Sawyer


In the smallest minute moment,

in a thought between two lines.

Amidst the seconds time slips through us,

bound by something sweet divine.


Iridescent luminescent,

speeding rocks that shine like stars.

Never seen not once recorded,

leaves its trail translucent scars.


In the glance between two strangers,

smiles that glow between two friends.

Hugs that hold loved ones together,

all is fleeting love transcends.