Being Present

At times, a brisk summer breeze
moves through the house
convincing me, for the moment

I’m not alone…
but, then, a door slams-
reminding me of the Present
returning me back to the here and now

and the One Truth I sometimes forget;
All is Now…now IS all.
To seize the day, I must seize each moment
must live totally in the here and now
as if in wait, expectant and alive

Only thus will I be present in,
not a witness to my life.
Another door slams- reminding me too-
….that the wind blows.

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