If I remember to be
in this moment, every moment,
it is then that life is perfect.
As it is meant to be.
Retreating from the chatter,
when I allow no thoughts to ponder,
I allow no voice to linger
in my mind, is when I'm free.
It is now.... to see the flower
It is now.... to smell the summer
It is now.....to know the brilliance
of this moment.....I can see.
Margaret Ann Newcomb
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/simplicity-14/
