All We Really Have . . .

   

All We Really Have 

                                                   

The living matter of the moment is all we really have---

Our creative clay to shape life in the moment

Nebulous impressions nibble at us beneath the surface---

Have power to mould the clay of us---

If left unchallenged---bring us down

See, from what a seeming-nothingness of thought

Our lives are made!

Life is difficult---

But if at each moment we deal with our besetting sting---

The unquiet thing that tries to swamp us with feelings of unpleasantness---

Let go of hopes and dreams---

All longing draining us of what we long for---

For what we haven’t yet---

Cast away fear, not let it grip

And rise above the insidious pull of gloom---

Then light is in the moment we are given to create with!

Darkness vanishes---

Gloom disappears with the ease of a shadow when the sun goes in

Golden words---fall from air

Lifting light seeping in warms and heals 

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                  -Written today, in: 'Arkiahh Dreaming; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume Three