Poem: Just Now
#8 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis
Wrote this on a lark when a friend complained that I did everything "just now" with my poem writing. :P
This moment is precious.
This moment is peace.
This moment is hope, and kindness, and light.
This moment is sadness.
This moment is despair and darkness, yet life.
This moment is kindness.
This moment is the march of love amongst the stars themselves.
This moment is you.
This moment is now.