A Moment: Phnom Penh, 1995

 

What is it that happens

When you catch the eye

Of someone and they catch

Yours at the same moment?

 

A connection that embodies

The energy that informs

This life we live.

 

I was standing on the street

In Phnom Phen when a group

Of saffron robed monks

Glided past me.

 

I caught the eye of one

As he in turn caught mine

I have never forgotten

That moment and the look

In his eyes

 

They were a pool that

Had the depth of eternity

And somehow in that moment

I felt that he knew everything

There was to know about me