In This Moment
What will get you through this day?
Maybe it will be the sun?
Or possibly a gentle rain falling
in sync with your heartbeat?
Me?
Taking my dog for a walk
helps me get through the day.
I watch him bounce along
first on the curb, then off again.
He’s a nervous fellow,
but is always in the present.
Watching him makes me aware
I too often pass between fond memories
and expectant projections for the future.
Rarely do I linger in this moment.
Thus I resolve to keep an eye out
for signs reading Here or Right Now.
“Your entire life only happens in this moment. The present moment is life itself.”
This poem was written on October 14, 2022.
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