A moment is captured,
In the eye of the heart,
For when moments pass,
Invisible to the eyes,
The moment disappears,
In between then and now.
Time energy travels,
Both in particles and waves,
As each wave crests,
Moments are lost in the troughs,
Time particles piercing through,
Those moments display in memories,
They live forever in each heart.
We pierce through this veil,
As a bird pierces through the water,
Pulling forth each catch,
As we pull moments from time,
Glimpsing each moment's snapshot,
The way God sees all of time clearly,
For He is immune to change.
Change defines who we are,
Yet reality would destroy our minds,
Without time's separation of moments,
Upon this staging ground of Earth,
Where we can set good things in motion,
Which can add to the beauty of Heaven,
While we find meaning in who we are.