The smallest thing
can make you feel alive
Present in the here and now
a bud, the wind the
magnificent night sky
All it takes
is a knowingness of
the stillness of death
the finishing and never renewing
of your life that was
It can be anything
surrounding you
no matter how gloomy
the translucence wings of a fly
or the dark shell of a roach
Life is meant to be lived
in the moment
in the forever NOW
so whatever you see
at any time or any place
is a manifestation
of the divine - within you
the eternal now
that will never be repeated
Life is meant to be lived
and enjoyed totally
right now, in this moment-
wherever you are
whatever you are doing
now, now yes, god damn, it
NOW
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem