Her note--lingering in an unresolved chord,surprising her with minor keys and overtoneswhile seeking melody--is becoming a Moment.Anxiety beckons from the getaway car,
but she chooses the Moment not
the pattern of habit, tradition and fear.She faces danger, gives herself to the Moment,embraces it and finds the moment holds her too.Her eye itch could be tears of joy,
pride, discovery, and gratitude.Where they splotch her clothes, laurels grow.She thinks of playing forgotten games:
jump rope, jacks, giant steps, checkers
twenty questions, blind man's bluff
hop scotch, high water - low water
laughter and laughter and laughter
because her note holds her like a fast car on a roller coaster,
tea cup on the tilt-a-whirl,
a pocket in an overcoat.
Strapped into the mystery,she is committedto seeing it through
even though shecannot check a schedule orask how the Moment ends
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