“In an instant”

                Easily,

                in an instant,

                you could have not been born.

                You could have had nothing.

                You could have lost

                the sun, the sky,

                the slow moon ascending,

                and the harmony

                and flicker of leaves.

                You could have lost

                the rain’s splash

                exciting the soil,

                the blue beyond,

                and the light

                and absence of light.

                You could have lost everything.

                And I could have lost the same,

                never knowing the cure

                for thirst in a world without you.