at the moment <br />all these thoughts, these boggling worries <br />are so wretchedly confusing. <br />am I supposed to settle my mind, <br />to tell everyone, 'this is how it's <br />gonna be and no way else'? <br />i simply can't escape the 'what if's' <br />and 'but maybe's' that are haunting me, <br />so daunting, so much like jericho <br />from the sunday school stories. <br /> <br />all of my dreams, O Lord my God, <br />are laid out on the table. <br /> <br />i am a fool? or would it be foolish, <br />to count them all as fable? <br /> <br />yet now, at the moment, <br />she is here, and for all the few moments <br />we spend together i don't really care <br />how things will turn out. <br />it's just us, our dreams, <br />everything i want to be.<br /><br />Antoine Lavoisier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-the-moment/
