Now

Despite everything

because of everything

I’m here. 

Not merely here, but present in this moment

intentionally present in each as it comes

leaving the last one where it is

and moving on

into now. 

 

Now is where I find contentment and joy. 

Life is most sacred here and God most apparent. 

Unlike my joy, happiness doesn’t dwell here, nor does sorrow. 

They pass through, are passed through, leaving their marks and memories-- 

and all of these,

my realities,

are ingredients of my being. 

Today and every today.

 

Being here is sacred work.

 

bb