Allow The Now

Here am I; I have arrived

In this moment I am alive

There is no next, or one before

I am the open door

I watch, I hear the falling rain

There is no pain; no need for gain

Who am I; I take my bow

I am; my name is Now

 

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All Ghosts Are Not The Same

He’s ghostly

but it wasn’t his dream

He’s alive

just never seen

He wanders through the days alone

invisibility, all he’s ever known

He would really like to solidify

but he’s not sure if he should even try

So used to being seen straight through

showing up seems such a scary thing to do

and how to be real; well, he hasn’t got a clue

PreSPRING (inspired by view from window after rain)

Green is the new brown

covering all things bare; the ground

Clear blue, the new grey

dull becomes a bright, shiny day

Buds begin to flower

more color by the hour

The dead, revived

I AM ALIVE