In the now and here
Thoughts in a day are a measure, acts are of being, etched in its matrix, as you and I are. Dreams, the emancipation of formless thought awaiting conception in the now and here Who dares, lives them! Flee from tenuous bondage Be free my friend Take up thy hammer Let thy stroke fall as doth hands of time ringing upon Gods anvil! Let thy life be now and here for one fleeting moment! resonated through creation! A breath is but this instant then heard no more. What now ask heaven in quiet nocturnal view? Do those cosmic lights search for us too?
Created on 27 December 2007, at Labu Station in Lae, and the poem was first published in The National Newspaper’s Writer’s Forum.