There is a Holy Moment Dec. 2004

There is a holy moment

between each restless urge.

A quiet, waking moment

on which the soul can splurge.

It’s nothing you would fancy

or grasp in eager clutch.

Jewelry stores don’t carry it

nor would a boutique’s hutch.

It’s not in a meal that’s well prepared

nor a drink so finely mixed.

No mansion could enclose it

nor body, swan-like fixed.

It’s just a holy moment

between each restless urge

when mind and body quiet

and hearts with God have merged.