Everyone dreams
of being there-
the somewhere-land
that will grant them
their heart's lifelong desire
the realisation of their life's plan

yet how they lose
the immediacy
the wonder of each
living moment!

The here and now
to be lived and fed
the inviting
and beckoning
every encounter
towards self-becoming

wouldn't that be
the raison e'tre
the epiphany ?

Of the somewhere-land
my energy and attention
I'll not squander nor lend

only give me the day
the hour, the minute
even the minuscule
of the second
I'll mould each
to my will and fashion-

fully will my life
have been lived
I'll be happy and blessed
at my life's end