Where Does “Now” Exist

Does the place exist

Beneath a proud oak tree

Far afield, in a vaguely remembered town

Picnic basket atop a red and white checkered blanket

 

This feeling persists

Right on the edge of me

Where I healed and understood the meaning of “now”

Eyes at half-lid, no more patiently asking, “are we there yet?”

 

I’ve checked off my list

Seen all I had to see

Worked the weald, left the stage where I took my final bow

I will have lived, but until that day and I have met

 

Where does “now” exist?

 

Photo by Alexander Andrews on Unsplash

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