Spilling hot Mexican coffee
on the white robe
mars its purity.
A realization that this,
yes this
is happening.
Not in the future,
nor as a distant memory rendered.
It just is.
Rather — it is.
Hesitant
to embrace what is,
paralyzed by the fear of now,
of this moment
that is now several moments gone.
He tells me
that it's almost
like I am not present in this place.
But I promise I can be!
as long
as there is a grander plan.
As long as I
can convince myself
that we will take that road trip,
that we will buy that plane ticket.
Mexican coffee farmers
would be enamored
of my now.
For they lack the privilege
to be dissatisfied with what is.
Predilections for
future lives
do not exist to them.
"Are you happy here?"
asked the traveler of the
wise llama.
"Certainly!
Especially when I have no other choice."
The crippled llama may not --
but I do.
I do.
on the white robe
mars its purity.
A realization that this,
yes this
is happening.
Not in the future,
nor as a distant memory rendered.
It just is.
Rather — it is.
Hesitant
to embrace what is,
paralyzed by the fear of now,
of this moment
that is now several moments gone.
He tells me
that it's almost
like I am not present in this place.
But I promise I can be!
as long
as there is a grander plan.
As long as I
can convince myself
that we will take that road trip,
that we will buy that plane ticket.
Mexican coffee farmers
would be enamored
of my now.
For they lack the privilege
to be dissatisfied with what is.
Predilections for
future lives
do not exist to them.
"Are you happy here?"
asked the traveler of the
wise llama.
"Certainly!
Especially when I have no other choice."
The crippled llama may not --
but I do.
I do.