In Those Rare Moments... Poem by Eric Cockrell

in those rare moments,
when the heart recognizes itself
in the self of another...
when the very waves of the ocean are stilled,
and the moon whimpers with excitement.
when great willow trees become erect with passion,
and the wind itself bows and smiles.
when insects pray to the grasses,
and the earth throbs with heat...
then time itself kneels in silence,
and fires consume themselves.
when a man sees his hunger
in the eyes of a woman,
and the universe in her tiny hands.