It's not time
I count
it's the moment
and I
interfacing
none is there
to watch
or judge
me beside
the pulse
of the now
the fibre
of being
the test
of living
the air
I'm breathing
the thoughts
brewing
the will
in harnessing
the tension
unfolding
the wit
in pitting
the insight
awakening
the path
for charting
the clay
for moulding
the anvil
for beating
all in all
the becoming
in what
I am giving
frail though I am
in the enocuntering
knowing yet
I might be stumbling
but steps of the past
I would not be retracing
to what's before me I must
attend--there would be no regretting.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 8:37 PM UTC
It's not time
I count
it's the moment
and I
interfacing
none is there
to watch
or judge
me beside
the pulse
of the now
the fibre
of being
the test
of living
the air
I'm breathing
the thoughts
brewing
the will
in harnessing
the tension
unfolding
the wit
in pitting
the insight
awakening
the path
for charting
the clay
for moulding
the anvil
for beating
all in all
the becoming
in what
I am giving
frail though I am
in the enocuntering
knowing yet
I might be stumbling
but steps of the past
I would not be retracing
to what's before me I must
attend--there would be no regretting.