This Moment Break

I let this moment break

Like the news of her passing

And I feel numb

I attempt to fix nothing

That is not the way of things

So they say

When spirit gestures, follow

Do not interfere

As they speak of freedom

But who am I to question

To never fade is to lie

This again is not the way of things

All things burn bright

But eventually fade and die

Every cycle, ever season

Every soul, every sun

Every dream, every love

Every sight of the heavens above

To know and to have loved

To burn and to have drowned

We sink into its black secrets

Of nothingness

Without memory of pasts or futures

Dreams or hopes

Fears or faiths

This all comes down to our choices

To love or to give up

To have faith or to fear

To be human or be dead

I choose life

I choose to love

ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn