Next time

Next time

by Elizabeth Challinor

Next time you see

The sun

Break out

Into a smile

In the street

On the face

Of a solitary passer-by

Stop your chattering mind for a while

Close your inner eye

Inhale the moment

A fleeting gift

Perhaps only for you


When we become mirrors

For each other

Creating a blur-free world

For the soul to sing out


In silence

Key words: Mirrors; Precious; Smile; Soul;

Blur free

Elizabeth Challinor