Two moments

When the high of normal

The drunkenness of sobriety

The up of the down

Kicks in

Like this cold-weather front 

Breaking the baking heat with one

Tablespoon serving of fresh English rain

Before the heat haze fires up again

Gable-ending my summer of sin

I’d like to take a moment to think about

How life is passing by much quicker than I thought

Or it ought

The time-keeper, decoupled from our version of golden riches

Cannot be bought

And one more moment, I’ll take

To commit to submit to Him that His might, through me, makes me stronger

Then back to the now

All time-outs can only be two moments

No longer

gK