Comfort, Here And Now

To have comfort,

it is so engrained

in what the human in me

strives to be.

Yet, there is more

that my heart and soul

looks to feel

and therefore

it begins to flee.

Far from comfort

knowing that all the magic

is stemmed from

that pain,

that struggle,

that moment

that simply does not make sense,

yet the feeling

couldn’t be any more dense.

I guess,

I am comfortable with these tests.

But am I?

I sometimes

look to hasten with time

and see what else

there is to discover

on my mind.

And if the time is moving quick,

this is when I lose comfort.

For when I have a cadence

of moving far

and like a sprint,

it feels like I’m doing it.

Though I realize,

time all around

can be just lies.

It is in the now,

that I,

my comfort

is found.