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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Now

An old poem and reminder to sink into this moment.  because it really is all there is.




NOW

Without words
we sit in quiet.
Stillness wraps
around us
in its soft, electric way
There is no wanting
or needing to know
what comes next
No questions
or place to get
We are not
tangled
in yesterdays
or turning toward
tomorrow

Just us
and something
that will
remain
through births
and deaths
and lifetimes
A million nows from now
A million nows from then

4 comments :

  1. Beautiful Poem!


    Now...Nirvana!

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  2. so beautiful! I love this poem. It says everything. I love the photo too.
    Thanks for helping me to feel what it is that is always there and will always be there, "a million nows from then."

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  3. I think I need to get off of the computer and go snuggle with my sweetheart now... Thanks for the reminder.

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  4. what a beautiful photo!!! Love it! xx

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