Here and Now
They'll say that I have lived my life
only when I'm dead.
That everything I lived between
was terminal instead.
A world of passing others
too familiar with ourselves.
Not seeing their perspective
or conceiving of themselves.
A simple fact to be addressed
improving of yourselves.
By simple act of looking out
and learning for ourselves.
By knowing others for the time
we branch out into more.
Where here and now becomes a place
that we might leap and soar.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2016
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