Paul Adams

Here

HERE

 

My Here constantly moves to another Here far away.

Because I am constantly moving from where I was.

 

Where I am now, will not be where I am later.

Yet,    there is a constant longing to be Here,  in that place yet far away.

 

Sometimes I am Here for a split second in eternity.

A split second above the clouds that float freely.

A split second of insight that goes beyond reason.

A split second of being    -   of being Here,   where  I am.

 

These are only rare occassions,

with hope that I may someday find myself completely Here.