Placed in the present

Pondering the past
fixated on the future
placed in the present..
pretending not to be sometimes.
One must find what fulfills
and soothes thy soul.

In this space
you can't crave control,
you won't waste the wonder
of merely existing..

Thinking about time,
baffled at how brief this will be..
both comforting and frightening.
Never fully fearful though
just unsure of what the unknown holds
unsure of what's to become of oneself,
I know we'll make it through
no matter what happens
on this trip
through time, space and being.