Rather than linger
here
upon the edge
of today,
I cast my thoughts about,
my gaze
scans the horizon,
three hundred and sixty degrees.
Up and down,
in and out and
I find there’s nowhere
I would rather be
then right here,
right now,
in this precious moment.
I gave my dystopian past
one final look
before I sink into this instant.
I am
slowly orienting myself,
preparing for the coming journey
in a vehicle called “Now”.
I am setting out
into the clouds
of an unknown
tomorrow
and beyond.
Hang on…
… here…
…We…
…Go.
I guess this is the thing
about already having
failed at life so many times.
No attachment to times,
no “Good old days”,
or paths to follow.
I know where
the bottom is.
I have seen the abyss,
leaned in hard for a kiss
and have the scars to prove it.
I know what resides
up high.
I’ll get to face that in time,
but for now, I’ll live my life
in this moment,
setting course for whatever comes,
but always present.
Try to be patient.
Live in this instant.
This precious moment
is a vehicle.
HG – 2019
