Less what is true
(about yourself, or others, or the world)
or useful
(for yourself, or others, or the world)
but what is good,
for yourself and for others,
where and how you are right now.
A sufficient contentment
just to live
wherever you are right now
and however you find yourself
without seeking to understand
or to put yourself anywhere else.
Not a life or state
other than the life and state
that are yours right now,
your own in this moment
right where you are,
alone in your room
seated in your armchair,
with the hum of the noise-canceling machine,
and your feet propped up on the wooden slant board,
and your sniffling nose,
and the worries that flit by in your mind,
and the small aches in your body,
and your wonderings what to write…
To love life as you find it where you are
and ask for no more,
be it not easy or pleasant or fun
(and however briefly
you are capable of this,
as much as you can,
at least,
to try
to tend towards this).
Life in any case
nothing other than movement,
a going from now
to now,
along the way
of the eternal present…
Gray Haskins 