Right here.
Right now.
Where we are TODAY.
Shall we?
There is something
some-thing
utterly fascinating
enchanting
and over-the-top
about this moment
about this day
about now.
Something about it's awakening
stretching
reaching forth to greet us.
There is something about *here*
the remnants of old
the promise of new
together under the same sun.
the promise of new
together under the same sun.
There is something momentous about it
about life and death
holding hands.
Something about yesterday
slowly slipping
through the cracks
until it is nothing
but a memory
a lesson
a drop under the bridge.
There is something about
last year
and ten years ago
scattered about
like pebbles
tiny acorn hats
grains of sand
in the corners
of our mind's eye.
There is something
some-thing
about exhaling
a moment ago
And inhaling
now.
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What shall we do?
Wow - very moving reflection this morning. Something to get one things and ready for the holiday weekend!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem & post! *Here* is the only place we CAN start from. Love the images that tie in with your words, your emotions, your being. Thanks for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteTHANKS, LADIES!!!!!
ReplyDeletelove it!love it!love it! I have a very similar clay angel in my backyard in Woodland Hills!!!
ReplyDeletethanks for the inspiration, I need to fill my cup to the brim till its flowing over xoxo