PRESENT

Tall trees same hill road and hill
Morning mist and wood smoke
Cross my eyes first far then near
Fear greed recede

Night bats dawn birds chit chat
Grey brown same white and black
Cross my eyes this way and that
Fear greed recede

Resist to read the next verse
Unless you read this first
There is no happy ever after
No time gone by
Nothing meaningful
Or meaningless
Nor a time we were cursed
Not a time for laughter
Nor a time we cry
Not a best or worst
Not a just over there
Just this day these words
This gift we share