Moment

Somewhere in a place far away,

where my eyes cannot see,

you will surely be.

you may not remember me

happy in your own little world.

yet once in a while

when the south wind blows,

ruffling through trees and a passing cloud

cries as rain

in that moment maybe,

you might just remember me.

hoping for that very moment,

in that every moment

is what this life,

means to me.