How difficult to just be present,
live in the moment unrepentant.

Struggle to not look back or ahead,
but hold a single experience instead.

How difficult to turn off noise,
of a mind overwhelmed by toys.

Really hear the words you say,
have the desire to join your play.

Difficult, but impossible? Not,
when freedom is truly taught.

A conscious choice to carve out space,
from modern glitz, words that race.

A present self, a soul in place.
Let my mind be touched by grace.

©Mary Grace van der Kroef 2020