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