This Moment

Memories can be a wonderful thing,

triggered by a flash in the mind,

a photo stumbled upon in a dusty box,

a story shared by a friend.

Enjoy them, learn from them, but don't cling to them

at the expense of this present, precious moment.

Be present, right here, right now,

something beautiful is unfolding,

let your eyes be open,

let your heart be open,

this very moment is the flower waiting to bloom for you.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 17th Nov 2022 08:34

A fine poem, Helène. I really admire this.

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