Holding On
Every moment my heart beats,
It isn’t just for the moment.
It beats for yesterday,
Two days ago,
Two years ago.
As it absorbs every moment encountered,
Brief or long-lasting.
To only live for the current,
Is it possible?
Or are we only an expression of everything that has accumulated inside of us up to this present day?
What does it mean,
What does it feel like,
What does it smell like,
What does it sound like,
To just be within and embody the moment that we are existing in?