The life we refuse

Will breach our defences anyway

Even at the moment of death.

Don't wait that long

In every moment there is a door

With a sign saying “Now”

Waiting to be opened.

Don't hesitate, don't even knock

Even when we turn away

we will arrive again at the same place.

Every step we take is toward this door

The life we refuse is singing to us

From the other side

Step through,

The old life with its comforting certainties

Is not a home for the soul

Break the furniture, run at the door

And leap into the place they call “Here”

- Here and Now by Daverick Leggett

- Photographer unknown