And now I'm right here

A poem on being present

By Gabriel HuizengaPublished 2 years ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

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And now I'm right here, with nostalgia drifting into my ears

And today's comfort or tomorrow's vice stinging on my lips

And I have a thought, which aches with the weight of untold years

As the present, birdlike, precious, flickers, flutters, slips

It's not that complex of a thought, seems almost silly;

Whether it even matters still remains to be seen;

It's just that

forever this moment will be a part of the journey;

and from now on, this will always be a place that I've once been.

And one day, looking back with mirth or mournfulness, I'll still see it -

but already I look back from afar, upon a moment perched here, beside!

So whether it is to be enshrined with holy weight, or only to subtly flit

Let me live it now, admiring as it alights, and so briefly, humbly, abides.

It's not that complex of a thought, seems almost silly;

Whether it even matters still remains to be seen;

It's just that

forever this moment will be a part of the journey;

and from now on, this will always be a place that I've once been.

Twas for love of words that I first joined this site:

Poetry, especially, and dear short stories too;

For to live one's best is to read, and to write!

So find me in words here, and I'll find you 💙

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