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No longer negotiating

posted 9 Aug 2019, 07:41 by Peter Morgan
In my worry about the future, about what will happen to him
After I am gone. . . I see his face, smiling quietly
As he looks at the newspaper. What does it matter
What will happen then? This is now, and he is beautiful.

No need for words. In this instant, he is safe, loved.

In my sinking into thoughts I sometimes come up for air
Sitting still, watching this breath, my belly gently heaving.
Every yesterday gets canned just then. Every care
Blown away. And at that moment, here is life, believing

in that, every other good is served up on a plate.

No need to bargain for my position. No need to curl myself
Into a cocoon, seeking approval, avoiding hate
A break from the past. A blessing here and now, a boon.
No longer hurrying into a future where I may be late.

By Sreela

Tags: Impermanence, present, love