A Moment Called Right Now

Footsteps 

on the ground

marching 

to the steps 

of life.

I have

done

this forever,

and the questions 

I should 

have had as a 

young child

I could not

think about.

I was surviving. 

I was too 

busy hiding

from 

violence

and looking

for holes

in fences

to escape.

But now

as I grow in

my 50s.

I have

all these 

questions 

and as 

I ask 

them 

I realize

it does not 

matter. 

Every 

moment 

is just that 

a moment.

And I

no longer

need answers. 

All I need 

is to be here 

in this moment 

called 

right now.