Why can’t I just be in this moment
here in this breath, in this heartbeat.
Why am I already miles away
chasing the next thing
and not allowing myself a moment
to enjoy this thing
this minute, this happiness.
Why can’t I just be satisfied
with the here and now.
Why can’t I take it for what it is,
embrace it, love it, cherish it.
What is so scary about just being?
Right here, right now.
Why do my feet refuse to stop here
where I said I wanted to be,
watching the grass grow in the warm sunlight.
With my heart and mind quiet
and finally at peace.