Being 'In The Moment'... Poem by John Tansey

In the Moment

Time…
is a construct of man.
There is no future or past.
Even this moment
Is too fleeting to last.
All we can do, is corral,
Like wild stallions,
The streaming, flow
Of these chronological
moments, and see them,
collectively, as one moment:
Like an omniscient body
of moving water, like kids,
we must jump right in,
splashing and frolicking,
in order we may be and live
among the
“Present Moment.”

Where, even, “Eternity” resides.

11.11.08 John Tansey Copyright ©2008 John Thomas Tansey