The Moment Has Come Poem by RIC BASTASA

the moment has come when i have to leave everything as is

this as is where is basis of mind frame
where an object at rest must remain at rest and that object in motion must remain in motion conception

it is. it was. it will be.

this tree i promise it
i will not cut it i will not pluck from any of its stem any leaf

the shoelace remains tied upon its tip
a toe shall continue with a nail uncut

there will be no trimming until a forest tree fulfills itself with its
wish to kiss the cheek of the sky

this is the moment when i leave everything to themselves because i will not be around anymore

it is a happy moment
the one who leaves smiles towards its place of destination
and the one who is left nods to the ground that is holding its feet

the sky shall be well lighted by the sun
the rivers glow and the shorelines run into that distance of eternity

this is the moment that i have been waiting all my life
that for once you shall be happy because i have given up

all rules and have set myself free from all your sorrows.