Now

[tectak]

now is the ever present
we walk away from but never leave
the light between the moving image
the word the scene the face
the harbor where nothing arrives
or leaves where love falls
in and out and we are left
to wonder what was that?
and why?

o

this is where yesterday ends
where tomorrow wants to be
where escapes are plotted
and sacrifices made

where the holy of holies and
the lags of security
sell promises to the blind
where now remains unseen and untouched
where hope is secured and always
unrealized in a dream

o

this is where our loveliest
and most painful memories
once lived where all
our least and greatest ventures
shrivel at their root
where inspiration
and despair find
their depth and height

o

where all becomes nothing
and nothing all where in the face
of all that is rational and reasonable
beyond certainty and doubt
magic moves the opening of a flower
turns grass to green
the grub to butterfly
holds each star apart

now and here behind these eyes
and beyond perceiving
without hope or fear
a place that always is
never was and will never be

Punctuation would help.
Best,
tectak