For instance, perhaps you are
simply standing around
chatting with a fellow human being
and the next thing you know
-in one split second-
the person before you
turns out to be something more:
an angel in disguise.
In that moment, thinking stops.
A quick flash of divinity--
and there is no rhyme or reason for it;
it's just how things
sometimes arrange themselves.
Sudden starlight arrowing into the day
unheralded and unannounced.

After a glimpse like that
all you can do
is be silent and say thanks.
Experiences of that sort are
simply too large to speak about.
You know what I mean:
the wind can't fit into a teacup.

So there it is. There you are.
And when I look back at the week,
rolling it out quick like a carpet,
that's what I see, clear and stark
and sharper than everything else:
the encounter with a being of Light.
What else is worth remembering?

So I guess the rest of the week
can do whatever it wants to do:
I had the Moment.