In the Moment

In the Moment  9/18/10

I’m cutting string beans for stew,

listening to music.

I am present.

I’m listening to music,

cutting string beans for stew.

I am present.

I am in the moment,


as if the present is all.

I am the sum of my moments.

Why forget them?

A moment of pleasure,

the product of fate,

a wish to remember.

My thoughts are sailing,

future to past,

and back,

in the moment.

I conjure a witness to the dream,

the shared fate,

only the other can corroborate.

My mind,

a dream projector.

My witness,

a projection.

Then there is Facebook.

Posted on October 1, 2010 and filed under Un-Blog Me!.