Here, Now

I sit here, now,
And hear the waves;
I feel the sun
Upon my face,

And ponder why
We struggle to
Believe ourselves,
Or find a place.

For we are wonders,
All of us:
We found each other
Lord-knows-how,

And we’ve a chance
To better be,
If we would take it,
Right here,

Now

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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