Each moment

Each moment we are given is something precious

More now than ever this is apparent

Yet most often  we forget to see

We forget to breathe

To Love

To be

Each breath, each moment

It is new

It is ours

So what is the past?

What is the future?

They are but stories

What are stories?

Stories hold lessons

Our past may have sculpted this moment into being

But it is this moment that creates everything else

This moment creates the future

But it also creates the past