Came home today, and words were flowing through my mind, sat
down, and this is what came of it... Enjoy! Remember, every moment is a moment,
good or bad, long or short. Embrace it, learn from it. Be in that moment, and
love.
Sometimes you are brushed by the hand of fate
Sometimes you barely glance at someone great
You might not know it
Till years down the road
When looking back…
You were touched by gold
The stranger sitting outside the bar
Smoking their cigarette
Or getting in their car
A brief glance, maybe an obliging smile
Never quite knowing the soul
Residing there, all the while
That friend of a friend
That showed up to hang
Spirits flowed, and guitars sang
A moment in time
That you’d almost forget
Casual conversation
And a memory aged silhouette
Little embers of greatness
That for a time warmed your soul
Small little encounters
That you would barely know
Because sometimes you are brushed by the hand of fate
Sometimes you barely glance at someone great
You might not know it
Till years down the road
When looking back…
You were touched by gold
So remember this
In every moment you breathe
Everyone around you
Has a story to leave
Whether you’re a chapter
Or an obscure reference within
Every moment is a moment
Where great things can begin….
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