Sometimes your body gives out;
And other times nothing makes sense, even if it should.
Familiarity doesn’t mean understanding,
Just the same way a pulse doesn’t mean you’re living.
Yes, if our heart is thumping to a natural beat
at a tempo reasonable enough for it operate;
Life is present in our bodily shell.
But, unless you choose to not be asleep in the cocoon of your past
or off floating away into what is your ideal future;
Your present will live on without you.
Presence is the key to the present.
Days come and days go,
All our numbered in some degree.
Don’t make clocks an enemy,
But befriend the sands of time respectfully.
Once its fallen through the grasp of your hands,
There is no making amends.
Let us be serious though,
In that it’s doubtful that time has ever had a lifelong friend.
Sometimes when we change,
Whether it be our appearance or ideas/values,
We feel as though we are new.
Then this “newness” is often confronted with something familiar,
And we’re able to see while there are new parts
we’re still the same people.
Just the same way you can replace lightbulb;
Once the light is functional again,
it doesn’t make the lamp new as well.
Choose to be actively present,
Much like the newly installed lightbulb,
Aware & involved in that which is your one & only life.