Into the Slipstream
Of the here and now
Sometimes a sudden clarity
in the silence of our heart
reminds us we’re woven through
the fabric of the universe,
immersed always
in the spacious intelligence
that gives shape to flowers
while every moment
passes through us.
We’re born like light from stars
blown into the wind
and given breath,
and every moment’s written in the sky
that brings our dreams
and births the fleeting beauty
of the here and now,
every moment
becomes nothingness
and memory,
like a dream we had
of the life we lived
while we were human.
So if we feel regret
for all those moments
we might have known,
those hands we never held,
those smiles we never shared
while time just slipped away,
we might remember
there’s nothing
to hang on to
in this human life,
but every life has value
while we give our heart
so love can know itself
within us.
And meanwhile,
here and now,
seagulls screech and cry,
enjoying the sunlight
and the breeze.
Paul Mulliner 2023
I’m a writer and digital artist/animator based in London.
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