Poem of the Week #78

Now is Now

Hear the ringing of the school yard bell.
It reminds you that school is over.
It’s time to go out and play.

To play on the ground of this moment,
this place you have finally found, on the shores
of a distant land, not your own.

Your own past meets your future
in a here and now that is ever changing,
like the river you cannot step in twice.

Twice times the charm and sometimes,
you do get a second chance, a chance to rewind,
re-craft your life as it was meant to be.

To be love and give love. What more?
But remember, you were never not who you are.
You were always headed toward this place.

This place—this present—that at first seems
so peculiar is exactly where you belong.
Just breathe, and you will see yourself, here.


Lisa Vihos