Moment

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Dec 24, 2019

Staring 
at the fire,
crackling.
Dark room
candle flicker.
Soft classical 
music.
Christmas tree
lit.
Timeless.
Time has
no meaning.
No meaning
at such a
moment.
Universe
disappears
outside gone.
Only that
scene, that
moment.
Could be
any time.
Could be
any place.
The moment 
the same.
Timeless

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Frank Hornby . commented on Dec 25, 2019 at 8:05am

Christmas is timeless....I love the ambiance of this poem....Merry Christmas John.....and a happy and prosperous New year...âœŒðŸ»

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