This Moment might
have been

any

other
moment.

This Moment might
have been
That Moment
with a different decision; a
different choice.
But that Moment is not
This Moment.

In This Moment,
I

must

surrender.

Anxious calculations of
possible Moment permutations
blanket me in darkness
until
I am not even aware of
This Moment,
which is the
Only Moment.

This Moment
In which You are.

This is where I meet You.
In the uncertain
vulnerability of
This Moment.

Every moment is
another chance
to practice faith
in letting go
of those
infinitely fantastical
much improved
envisioned moments.

Trust that
This Moment
will lead to
That Moment
which will become
This Moment
In
Which
I
Belong

Because This Moment is
a culmination of
countless other moments

unknown
consequential
computations.

Only You fully know
all the consequences of
This Moment and all
predecessors to
nativity.

My ego again
attempts another
false proclamation of
ownership.

This Moment is not a
waiting area for
a passive bystander.

Rather,
This Moment beckons a
listener,
discerner
co-creator
with You,

here,

In This Moment.

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