SECOND TO NONE

One fleeting second

a miniscule moment of madness

and in it lies the harmony

of tunes conjured 

in a parallel universe of dreams

Another second and the melody

seems to bloom

as if watered by a sprinkling

of stunning inspiration

snatched from the last sunbeams

No time for second thought

the chorus swells

like a well timed wave

supplying joy, the right amount of 

exhilaration bursting at the seams

A split second later

the spiralling crescendo

takes the angelsong to giddy heights

Time flits like a butterfly and I realise

the now is second to none