For Travis

In but a fleeting moment,
I caught a breath of the freshest air–
a glimpse of a vibrant creation.
Tragic its light was so brutally extinguished.

With my own eyes, I saw it.
Alas, this broken soul could not touch its warmth.
These restraints held too strong.

* From my poetry book Restless Reflections

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