Once in a while, that moment comes, when unobstructed by noise, we have a clear vision of what "it" is all about

A Sultan's voice speaking in clear ephemeral tones, barely audible, yet heard through the raucous din.

Til Odin's war cry interrupts and again, we think of sin

Such was the case this evening, but the brevity of the moment, has left me wanting

© Copyright 1997 by Alex Poulos.