Moments

I wish some moments would stay forever

and I can forever hold on to them,

but I instinctively give up the endeavor,

for other moments must one day stem.

Never can I forget such moments,

so filled with ataraxy they were,

though they may seem immoment,

for me they mean the world.

I hope to carry these with me till I die,

though many are yet to come.

Wondrous how they all shine in the night sky,

the afterglow blinding the sun.

Such moments make me wonder

if I truly deserve this jolliment,

ah! flies the Dove yonder,

and thus these moments lightly increment.