Fleeting Moments

January 15th, 2009; 10:49 PM 

Current mood:nostalgic  

“This promise of paradise...This nearly was mine. Close to my heart she came, only to fly away. Only to fly as day flies from moonlight. Now, now I'm alone. Still dreaming of paradise. Still saying that paradise once nearly was mine."

The fleeting beauty of perfection. 

-We've all had our day in the sun. And we know how it feels to have that one glimmering moment of dazzling perfection; where everything is right in the world, and just as it should be. Where it couldn't actually get any better and you are perfectly content where you are. Happy. Radiantly happy and fulfilled. Transitory, are these moments. For everything in life changes -always. That is the one constant. Things will always change. But I will always carry in my heart...those days in the sun.