In a moment
while I stood quietly, a bird perched on my shoulder.
Not bird of feather and beak,
but the bird that whispers
of moon rays, stars; sunshine and puffy white clouds.
In a moment while I danced
across a crowded room,
the music showed me how
to move gracefully with others
Always respectful of personal space
So relationships build with care and attention.
In a moment while I stood quietly
a bird perched on my shoulder.
“You must collect moments. These will be the true wealth of your soul.”
~ Liviu C. Tudose, author of romance, fantasy and young adult novels
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