living

what tomorrow holds,
we know not;
adventure, sorrow, joy, fear,
all possible,
all probable,
all to be accepted with equanimity -
the world will keep coming
in constant waves;
it is inevitable,
each moment will pass
replaced in an instant
by another
in a continuous cycle of mystery -

throughout this tumult,
go easy

Where We Are

there are no heights 
to which we rise,
no depths
for us to sink to;
there is the middle plane,
where everything is
what it is:
the past has gone by -
impossible to change -
the future is unknown -
waiting to be lived -
we are here,
we are now,
this present
is perfect

Uncertain

no certainties in life
except that we shall die,
this inevitable end is enough -

I would fill my time with life,
with the actions that make me come alive -
not a second can be dead,
that comes later -

now I would feel
the depth of great love,
the hollow pain of terrible loss,
the warm embrace of the sun,
the piercing cold of dark winter,
the hope of a spring breeze -
now, I would be alive