Time is one enormous moment
Where children play
not knowing of a tomorrow
where people walk along an ocean
and gaze in wet air

This sense of separation and loss
is all illusion
though old men tell of the past
as if it is gone somewhere else
to children who listen
as if it used to be

We walk here in time
not yet knowing
as we ponder the mystery
and animals listen
that all in this same moment
the world begins with such force
and the world ends at peace
while these waves 
crash upon the shore 
regardless

And now as I touch your hand
time will stand still
and trap something there forever
for us to view from some heaven
as we are born
into an endless moment