Is there such a thing as the right moment?
Is there such a thing as the wrong moment?
Do we wait because they are two sides of the same coin?
The coin of circumstance, the currency of life
I said how I felt and waited
Lost no hope to a future not yet unfolded
But doubt finds me in the present
And reminds me that life is but certain
Is hope present when we believe in the right moment?
Well, I don’t believe in that
There are just moments
Not right nor wrong
Just moments to each thing
Whether now or tomorrow, they are moments
Knit together to give us a life
That one-piece births the other
So how can we call any of it wrong!
They come to you unbidden, and yet compelled to be
Compiled together to give you an identity
For the universe holds no mercy, it sweeps away those that are comfortable in confusion
Don’t you all see, these moments save us
They save us from repetition and cycles
They give us an end so that we may crave a beginning
they teach us all the great lesson that none of us are a waste.
P.S: The picture was taken by my annoying friend Joshua Ishimwe.
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