Pretend there is no tomorrow because
there might not be.
Live like there is only this moment because
that is the truth.
 
Nothing is solid but whispery,
like the wind.
Things come and go,
they are in motion like the clouds.
 
The earth turns, it’s one moment
then on to the next.
Open your heart and sail
to a new horizon.

(2015)

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Barb Clarke
about 5 years

Thanks for reading and the compliment Vic.

Vic
about 5 years

Very true... Nice poem. I like it a lot.

Barb Clarke
about 5 years

Thank you Ingeborg for reading.

Ingeborg von Finsterwalde/Waltraud I Mack
about 5 years

A eloquent definition reminding us to always stop and smell the roses. What a lovely poem.

Barb Clarke
about 5 years

Thanks so much Charlotte!

Charlotte B. Williams
about 5 years

Your writing is beautiful Barb, as always.

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