With our eyes I can see it, or feel it.

What, what is it? Is it something for real?

It's ineffable except in the pit

Of my stomach, where I can't see, just feel.

It's something for sure, I know it I do.

Corporeal, yet transparent, I can't

Determine, define, transpose, except true,

I don't know, and that's just fine, please enchant

Me, with a moment, the moment, the one

One is all and all are new and unique.

I am with you and that something has won,

That something has won, I don't have to seek.

Thinking is over as long as we can see

That something has won over you and me.