The birds feed their babies
The rabbits snip flowers
The wind bobs the tree limbs
The sun shines for hours
All is in rhythm
Of movement through time
I sit in wonder
A witness as kind
As the force that designed it
As if it were mine.
-Kelly Voelker
Poetry starts as an idea or phrase which expands into a message to be brought through from somewhere. Where it comes from is a more magical place than here, or maybe it offers a more magical perception of here. It comes by virtue of intellect, wonder, and the Spirit of Contemplation. -Kelly Voelker kellywriteaway@gmail.com
The birds feed their babies
The rabbits snip flowers
The wind bobs the tree limbs
The sun shines for hours
All is in rhythm
Of movement through time
I sit in wonder
A witness as kind
As the force that designed it
As if it were mine.
-Kelly Voelker
The present moment is an aggregate or ratio of recent past, moment by moment activity and expectations of the near future.
You can never fully live in the present moment. You may acknowledge being in a window of time which cannot be duplicated and resolve to be grateful for it.
By the time you acknowledge a precise moment, it is the recent past.
As soon as I decided to be in the present
A thought came in quickly and I became hesitant
What is the state of being
In the moment of time
When you've completed a sentence
That ends in a rhyme?
Is it a window of creation
A sentence of life
A subject, a verb and intention sublime?
Does the present change form
When it's watched or observed
Instead of a symphony of senses and nerves?
And so it's a noun of the brain not the mind
The "present" is a boundary for a broader perspective
To focus and define would defeat the objective.