The Day is Here and Now
CXIII.
LA JOUR
Behold the day
Which is here,
Within its time, itself;
Give its full due.
Itself, no fragments
Of the past;
Now, the present,
Not retrograde, behind.
Imagining the past amuses,
Absorbs, uses this.
Live in this moment,
And receive itself In kind.
Be in abundant real,
Use all of It, its way.
Living happens in the day,
Within, alive and true.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
Softening - here to there
Firming - there to here
Balancing.
Focusing
Everywhere
Here and now.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
Moment to Moment - Mancini
Hurry up and sleep;
Tomorrow
Comes too soon
Too late
To waste much time
In slumber.
To bed by two;
Up by eight or nine
Won't do.
A lantern smuggled
Under sheets
Or staying up till dawn
May yield a yawn
Or sleepy nod ~
But not catch-22!
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
Today
I have no inspired words
To write.
I simply need
A confidante.
And here it is
Today.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
Tomorrow is today now.
It seemed so clear before.
Now it has arrived,
It's all of that and more.
Lady said my stars are good
My path will be elite.
But warning: - if I miss a signal,
It will bring me defeat.
I pondered that and let it go,
Her 'knowing' all she saw for me.
I prefer to see my chances here,
Trusting now myself, you see.
If stars and fates and destiny
Align so well up high
Then I'll perceive the way that's shown, -
Myself, my soul and I.
No other knows what's best,
Her crystal ball? - just hers.
I'll follow my own light,
No crystal ball deters.
If to succeed or falter -
If chosen path is true -
I'll navigate my path,
Delighting in its view.
There is no mystic magic,
No 'something' beyond reach.
We must take and make our 'destiny'.
To live, to learn and teach.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
To me you are so many things.
New dimensions form my view.
My joy, my breath, my bane.
Smooth and remote
As a caterpillar's wings;
As glossy, as bright
As sunbeams
Sparkling in the rain.
Bringing all I am, will be,
Ever so far, now near,
Infusing dreams anew.
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
WIND CHIMES
T o d a y ~
Wind chimes ring their song,
Yet there is no wind.
This song seems unknown to me
Yet it has ever been.
I know the lyrics,
Yet there are no words.
I almost reach out
To touch its music.
Yet no song is there,
Only - the silenced wind chimes
T o d a y ~
______© Nellieanna H. Hay
