How rarely we stop
And appreciate
In all its glory.
We capture it on film,
Or in words;
Rehearsing memories
Not yet made.
Inventing memories,
To be played
To others
As we celebrate
The perfect life we have.

But rarely do we take a moment
Just to be;
To lap up life,
Warts and all.
To live and breathe

Reality is more beautiful
Than any fiction we can weave.
Let’s stop.
And enjoy the now.

This entry was posted in Daily Life, Emotions, Life Lessons and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Now

  1. Lulu says:

    Ditto that 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

I'd love to hear your thoughts...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s