We Live In The Eternal Now Poem by Fred Babbin

Father Time says
we are old.
But we have many stories to tell -
of pain, of sorrow,
of joy, of happiness,
of life -
if we can remember them.

we are like the ocean
on a good day.
We are like Whitman.
we contain multitudes

Unvoiced
in the eternal now,
in this instant of life
that goes on forever
in our awareness..

We live and so
we are aware
of this eternal instant,
O lovely instant
which will go on forever
until we are not aware.