Some Places, Some Times - Poem by Bill Galvin
Have you ever found yourself
At some place for the first time,
And you are simply awestruck?
You may assert, “Lovely”, or, “Heavenly”,
As your heart revels in the scene;
Or, your breath may be taken away,
Before your mind and eyes can reach around,
And take it all in.
The sky may be blue and bright; your spirit right;
Perhaps wavelets are gently lapping the shore.
The trail may be well-worn; the forest warm;
Perhaps wildflowers brighten a wilderness floor.
A sunset may slow you down; another day’s crown;
Perhaps the stars fully light up your night sky.
There may be a beach of sand; a walk so grand;
Perhaps hidden beauty is revealed in an ebbing tide.
Winds may whisper; the air may be crisper;
Perhaps a deep silence you’ve been seeking all along.
Or, you may just open your door; feel your heart soar;
Perhaps you hear a morning bird sing her best song.
You’ll say you will come back here one day;
You’ll promise yourself, somehow, some way.
But, stay a while; immerse; drink it all in…
Do not rush to be on your way;
Live in this moment,
Right here, right now, this hour, this day.
You may not get back here tomorrow…
Tomorrow does not promise anything…
To anyone… in any way.
Leave this place reluctantly, and with a sigh;
And, as the sun rises and lowers in each sky,
Know that this same scene
Cannot in the same light ever be seen again.
Sometimes, tomorrow is forty years away;
Or, it may not, ever, even come to be;
So, open, enjoy, embrace this totality;
For this day, this place, this moment in time,
Was created for you and me
To witness, to sense, to feel the sublime;
To touch, to merge, to simply see.
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