Flair

‘Oh…!’

It was the slightest touch did it

That little skipped beat of a quickened heart

All in one second’s flash

The glimpse that something’s there!

Foiled the stealer’s usual dimming dark

By just a spark! A feather’s breath of air

Ah, knowledge didn’t floor me that time

I saw it…

It was the slightest touch that did it

Leaving me in that second drunk on airy wine

An ‘Oh...!’ And suddenly, I see

A thousand weighty tomes never brought such light

Such as I knew then –

In that lighting moment

Not all the tea in China could refresh me more

Or fill my cup with joy to bubble over

Yet, when I went to grasp it – to hold it to me tight

It left me flat and bare, slipped through my fingers there

Not till I chose to believe was it still there  

But just below the surface . . . 

Where I couldn’t touch it