Today <br /> <br />(Mark it in the diary - <br />then throw the diary away..) : <br /> <br />Today dawned with the unusual <br />wrapped intriguingly in the familiar; <br />a freshness unidentifiable; <br />a promise, that promised <br />nothing specific: <br /> <br />as if I walk in a world <br />whose infinite complexity <br />is no problem; <br />its multiplicity, a straightforward matter; <br /> <br />which delivers something hoped for <br />and yet never formulated with real meaning: <br />simplicity; <br /> <br />here and now, yet feels eternal; <br />a heavenly sense of down-to-earthness; <br />a freedom that can’t remember <br />what it’s freed from; <br /> <br />where activity only seems <br />to tell one more of stillness, <br />and noise just sings of silence; <br /> <br />a day that’s a gift, without <br />a need to ask, or to receive; <br />where surrender is instantaneous, and continual, <br />and barely worth the mention; <br />where paradox is just a game; <br />where being, itself, is gratitude enough; <br /> <br />a day that says, this is how things are; <br />this is how it is... raising a quizzical eyebrow <br />and the hint of a smile: <br />you thought it otherwise..? <br /> <br />a day that deserves a new-coined word <br />to mark it as exceptionally <br />unexceptionable: the word has <br />spoken of itself: <br />onefulness.. <br /> <br />for the gift of just being is beyond <br />all thoughts of giver and receiver; <br />it’s a day that promises to itself and myself, <br />what it delivers right now <br />in each present moment – <br /> <br />the indescribably magnificent, <br />glorious, who-would-have-guessed, <br />strangely familiar, and yet utterly new, <br />sense of the ordinary.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/today-114/
