The Ties That Bind

In the small things and tiny moments,

You become my looking glass,

The point from which I see the world,

Finding symmetry here at last,

All the troubles of this place,

Fade instantly away,

Instead invisible wonders,

Reveal a magical display,

All sense of time at once is lost,

Although I’m aware it’s fleeting,

Welcoming the spell so placed,

If only my heart keeps beating,

No extensive act required,

To produce this elated state,

Simply a quiet influence,

And my soul you liberate,

This power you have ever held,

Granting meaning to my breath,

Treasured small occasions,

Forever until death.