It's so hard to stop from
rushing into the future,
tumbling into this evening,
tomorrow, next week, next year.
'Stay with me' says the present moment.
But there's so much to do,
so much to think about
and Christmas is on its way!
'Be with me' whispers the present moment.
The pull into the future
is almost irresistible, like a wild horse
charging forward without
care or thought for where it is heading.
'Stay with me' smiles the present moment.
And halfway through another gallop forward
I stop
and turn
and hear what is being offered.
Stay with me,
be with me,
stay here.
© 7 October 2012
This is a great poem Lauri can I post it in the group?
ReplyDeleteYes you can Helen thanks x
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