Focus the way ahead
Focus on the now for that is where we occupy
In the doing, being, acting,
oh how we try to defy the now,
with what if?
It ought not be this way,
Where are we?
when these thoughts tumble down
the furrowed brow caught in the frown
of too much to know, to feel, to understand
Where oh where do our thoughts land
when this is upon us?
Is it the now?
What is in the scope of vision?
in the immediate eye grasp, no revision or division
or decision to ‘see’ elsewhere..
A flower, a painting, a pile of dishes,
these are now
Focus here and settle inwards
doing what the panorama calls for
All the while inward seeking,
thoughts awhirl with the wildly possible
Create that world, inward bound and somehow,
we shall all be found within it.
Not at once and not tomorrow,
for that is where we borrow towards.
Those days to come they await us when we focus on the now
and share it with another.
Share that flower, or the painting, even dishes can be something waiting
for delight when shared.
This here world is not my making
yet here am I partaking
Focused deeply in the minute, I can surely win it
We each and all have our troubles,
up it bubbles, that urge
to be in times when this was not the case
Oh woe betide the human race
if we cannot move us now into a space
Of caring, sharing
and to be fair
It will take time
all we have is the now
with me now if you care
All our troubles we can share
Finding ways in the now together
for a new tomorrow
that happens now so let’s not borrow
Hold your head high,
sing your song while I sing mine
Harmony is in the vine
that weaves between us.
- Sharon Lange