There is a singular moment within the imperceptible haste
not a moment out of time nor a place out of space
for time and place remain as they are—local and sequential
Wind unlike any other wind yet wind still
moving ever new yet ever same through time and place
moving over the face in darkly disturbing anticipation
Nuance of sun parts the cloud that here and now
light—which most we see diffused and by reflection—
we see with clarity as light on face (as face to face)
In a singular moment time redeemed made full
without shadow of imperfection or decay yet time still
in bright-glinting transcendence yet local sequential
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