I haven't looked back after letting go of your hand.
It was a promise that you made me do.
I've kept that promise in every step away from you.
I've kept that promise in every tear I cried for you.
I've kept that promise in every moment I was missing you.
I've kept that promise hoping it would lead me back to you.

When I think I 'know'
I stop asking questions,
I stop discovering
what an unknown Destiny
is bringing surprisingly
in the present-moment.

When I predict my death will happen
sooner or later,
I re-focus on enjoying the present-moment;
I re-focus on discovering opportunities
for joy and happiness
in my current situation;
I re-focus on discovering opportunities
to improve my current situation
to increase my joy and happiness
in the present-moment.

When trauma from my past
is bothering my mind
I re-focus on achieving joy and happiness
in the present-moment.

a moment is enough for a life,
for life is nothing,
but a moment in slowed motion
which you display in the theatre
built inside your head.
you display,
as the prolog
of your journey,
you travel
with your eyes closed.

It is a second in time.

It is a blink.

It is a kiss.

It is the raised hairs on the back of my neck.

It is the water droplet hanging from the awning, bearing all the joy and grandeur of the morning sun.

It is that time I made you laugh till we both cried and grasped at our stomach.

It is the eternity I spend swimming in the resplendence of your eyes.

It is that smooth bit just next to your belly button.

It is that little scar on your chin.

It is this poem.

It is tomorrow.

It is last year.

It is you.

It is me.

It is us.

A moment. Thats all there is.