is this moment enough?
what about this one?
what does it seek beyond itself?
what is it preparing for?
when does it arrive?
what’s beyond the next corner?
when the reward is paid,
when the bed is made,
when the dust settles,
when the curtains draw,
what then?
what now?
spiraling upon the center
never quite there
time flows past
and this moment is
just beyond reach.
joy and pain,
praise and blame,
come and go
melt and flow
beneath it all, silent, there is only ever
the great mystery
of NOW.