To fill the emptiness with joy, Is exercise left for the heart. For only when the hunger's felt, Is when the healing starts.
When I was young I valued age,And now I value youth. I used to value poignancy. Yet now I value truth.
I change just like the river,Yet water it will always be. It winds at time and then sits still. It's free like you and me.
-an untitled poem by Deborah Chaskin
*This edition of "A Perfect Moment" first appeared in the May/June 2009 issue of Spa Magazine



