There is no other place than here,

there is no other now,

just moments held in time’s sure hands,

that we can call our own.

It is the living of the day,

the dying of the night,

as all eternal wandering

puts certainty to flight.

To live beyond the moment,

to dream of what might be

throws bitterness upon God’s gift

of true eternity.

So take the now and claim it sure,

as truth so clearly found

and place all thought within the

here, that Life will know your name.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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1 Response to Moments

  1. lynndiane says:

    Just wandered in, Roslyn, and really like your poetic style and spiritual themes…in the tradition of Emily Dickinson, I think 🙂

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