
We seek the next:
Moment, event, day
As if those sands do not slide swiftly through the hours
We waste breath and time
Longing for the unknown
Wishing ourselves into a tomorrow we do not want
With every present moment
We remain in motion
Transporting ourselves endlessly on to the next
If we only would pause
Breathe
Balance ourselves
In the now
To truly live and feel
There are only moments
Stitching together a life
Meant to be experienced
In a world that wishes them away ~ Caroline A. Slee