Take me back oh heady scents,
to life's more perfect moments -
Lost in empires of the senses.
Strength through touch,
through nothingness,
through ecstatic instances,
through instant elevation,
submerging self, submerging thought.

Sight, touch and smell;
Shooting through all, uniting all.
All is here, all is now.
Symbols fail and shadows crawl,
thinking stops.
As life tries to live in the moment,
a thirtieth of a second away from it's goal.

Spinal fusing through higher planes,
storing memories that keep forever.
Break through a life of hesitation
to the undeniable now.
The coward flees,
leaving mind and soul on their own.

Shirk not the danger,
but into the breach cry, "no future,"
cry "less of the past."
Let just the instant fill you -
take it's full measure;
breathe deep, clutch hard,
expand through all, be all.

Rick D.
Copyright ©2007 Linda Lyng