Sonnet, There Is A Moment Poem by Peter S. Quinn

There is a moment in Eden tonight:
Colors so plentiful and of the pure,
Everything of passion - made to assure
It's a turning soul toward the daylight;
And comes to the shadows-with shades in bright
All beautiful things to and fro, to allure
Softly with soft touches like animal fur,
Our feelings in all its loftiness and flight.

These darkish hours into the unknown gone
Full of clouds of drifting thoughts in pleasure
River of wishes from the beating heart
What's it all worth of - gold from the rising sun?
As true as the rainbow's hidden treasure,
Of what is this meaningful living part?