He caught me,
The way children catch snowflakes
In the palm of their hands.
And for a moment, the world
Gave itself to the beautiful sort of silence
That accompanies snowstorms
As I dance-floated, fell
And melted into him.
He held me
As if welcoming me home
From a long journey,
The earth falling away beneath us
And the sky reaching down
To wrap us in
The pure white, perfect
Nothing-else of that moment.
The world disappeared
As we disappeared
Into the wonder,
Becoming in that instance
What we will never not be again.
If there was anything but him just then
I knew nothing of it
And I wanted...
Nothing more.
Christine Austin Cole
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wonder-and-nothing-more/
