How
could we have known?
How could we have known what
life would be,
If we had died at some
point, not lived?
Our life, which has
manifested, would not have happened,
The here, now, would have
been then.
So much has happened,
Fate has become known;
Destiny has led us to here.
We’ve seen if our hopes have
occurred.
Fate and destiny behold new
light,
As we ponder on our life as
if death already happened.
It seems death has come too
early,
Before life is fulfilled.
Yet here, now, in the
moment,
We live as if we will always
be.
As if consciousness and
flesh are immortal.
As if our future will exist.
We can appreciate the
preciousness of the moment,
Secure at least that we are;
The morrow will be whatever
will be;
But it won’t be, without the
succession of the here and now.
So whether or not we end up
fulfilling our dreams,
And whether or not we’re
immortal;
Take refuge in the fact that
there is now an existence,
And a consciousness here to
appreciate it.