Frank over at dVerse has laid down the challenge to write a haibun about the present. I’ve got to admit this is the first time I’ve written anything in this style, so I hope that I haven’t taken too many liberties with what a haibun is supposed to be. Go check out the other awesome entries over at dVerse
Here we stand, at the intersection of past and future. We stand eternally on a tipping point, all of possibility stretches out before and behind. Every heartbeat has led up to it. Every hope and dream coalesce around it. The infinite and the fleeting.
So proud stands the oak
Breathe in deep, the sun soaked skies
Know the here and now
The present, now, here. See it, feel it, touch it. Taste the possibility. The conjunction of all probabilities past, the explosion of all probabilities as they refract ever onwards. Watch as all we have been, all we will ever be, meets in a grain of sand. A toss of a coin. A turn of phrase.
Fast flows the river
The hope of future laughter
Silver glint of fish
Ever slipping away, never to be held. We cannot grasp the moment. Just touch, just kiss, just savour the present that is never present long. Forever joining, forever parting. Forever wondering when when became now, when now became then.
The warmth of hot brick
Moon shadows dancing in grass
The taste of your love
Hope you enjoy, please feel free to comment
The Lonely Recluse
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