Knowing Now

I think this poem came from someone else’s mind. Well, okay, not exactly, but I had come up with the first line of the poem, which is basically about being present in the moment and all that, at the same time a friend of mine was posting about the importance of contemplation for leading a good life, with a special emphasis on staying present in the present. I’m honestly not trying to copy you, Dan. I promise! Here’s the poem..

Knowing Now

I know that now can be enough and more,

If then and soon will cease their singing,

No grudges held nor false futures grasped,

Only this moment truly met,

Its keen presence kindly kept within the heart.

Now is where mystery manifests itself

In its eternal tryst with time,

Its serenade to the sorrowing soul only heard

When behind and before are laid bear and laid by,

Now being freely embraced in its elemental simplicity,

Its fragility freshened with the attar of endless beginning.