there’s
no going through the motions
in
appreciating moments
waving with the weeds
or
weaving with the butterflies
no
such thing as ‘been there' to recall
no
‘done that’ to speak of
with
everything in fresh synapses
of
a moment on its way
like
new breezes brewing for para-gliders
new
waves rising for surfers
or
a cloud gathering to foster rain
no
pain withstanding
no
mind busy planning
being
in everything enthralled
in
tune with the spirits
some muses might call
later
can wait
before
has been
take
life now and now and now…
March
26,2018
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