perfect moment...

This Moment

A neighbourhood.
At dusk.

Things are getting ready
to happen
out of sight.

Stars and moths.
And rinds slanting around fruit.

But not yet.

One tree is black.
One window is yellow as butter.

A woman leans down to catch a child
who has run into her arms
this moment.

Stars rise.
Moths flutter.
Apples sweeten in the dark.

 by Eavan Boland

Today is national poetry day in the UK, so I thought I'd share a poem. This is from a collection called 'Poetry to Calm your Soul', compiled by Mimi Khalvati.

So many things happen in a single moment, yet how much do we actually notice?

Spend some time today (and everyday!) quietly observing a moment. 

What do you see?

Hear?

Smell?

Taste?

Feel?

Think?

In honour of poetry day, why not write a poem or some prose on the subject of 'This moment'?

Feel free to share what you write as a comment below.

You could also draw or photograph 'This Moment'

or create some music on the same theme...

the possiblities are endless!...