With my head in the clouds

I check the time and I never want time to pass. This moment is too precious to lose too quickly.

I feel like I could experience a life time in this moment, if it would just stay still long enough.

I would pause and rest on it like it was a pillow or a cloud. I’d reach up and feel the sticky humidity of a memory being formed. I’d close my eyes and not be afraid to miss anything. I’d stop holding my breath and let out a deep sigh.

I’d take it in.

They talk about living in the moment, if only a moment would last long enough.

I wonder, if you pause a moment, do you think there’s sound? I’m not sure I care. I’d let the silence fill me up. And the pause and your gaze and the stillness do the talking. I’d loose my grip and savor every aspect.

I’d come back down into the echo of time ticking forward as our movements returned. I’d toss my head over my shoulder as if to make sure the memory was still there, safely tucked away behind me.

Then all too quickly, I’d take the next step forward only to pause for the next treasured moment to live another lifetime.