Moment Poem by Ike Khan

“Beauty can be found in everything”, they say.
In an old dried up leaf about to fall?
I saw one just now as the dappled sunlight caught it and played with it for a moment.
I thought it was a butterfly quivering as it tried to keep its purchase in the breeze.
Then the sunlight faded and the butterfly became a dried up old leaf again.
So the question is this………
Was it the leaf that was beautiful?
Was it the sunlight, the breeze?
Or was it perhaps just the moment?