Hiccups

Hiccups

A Poem by Tracie Skarbo

Here. Now.

Presence of mind

hiccup between breaths

where realms of possibility

entwine,

and co-exist

© 2010 Tracie Skarbo


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It is the here and now that is reality... existence. The past is mere memory. Tomorrow is but a dream that has yet manifested. All we can do is take our memory of yesterday and formulate that with the probability of tomorrow, leaving us with a sum of possibilities that may become reality. The possibility of our dreams coming true...
Magnificent piece.

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This is very well written. I enjoyed reading this. It is nice when things line up rather so nicely.

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Bud
It is the here and now that is reality... existence. The past is mere memory. Tomorrow is but a dream that has yet manifested. All we can do is take our memory of yesterday and formulate that with the probability of tomorrow, leaving us with a sum of possibilities that may become reality. The possibility of our dreams coming true...
Magnificent piece.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you're a star, and your words shine with you .. beautiful, thoughtful ..

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brilliant piece.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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one of my favorite things is your presents of mind

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Tracie Skarbo
Tracie Skarbo

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Learning consists of daily accumulating. The practice of the Tao consists of daily diminishing; decreasing and decreasing, until doing nothing. When nothing is done, nothing is left undone. True.. more..

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