The Moment Before Everything
To get to you,
I traveled light years
Through cosmic storms and dust.
Only to find you sleeping
On your simple cot.
Stepping back,
I folded,
Quietly,
My gray ragged wings.
I could see why he chose you,
The glow of your pure breath...
I wanted to breathe in your innocent air,
Look at your soft,
Surrendered hands,
Another second...
Before I told you the news.
Claudia Serra