Precious Is All Life
By Jeff MacNair
An entire lifetime of memories occupy no space at all.
Decades pass as a breath exhaled.
The warmth of June is still real as the calendar page turns to August.
Past sits sweetly flavoring the present sight of others now grown.
These are the children of now chasing the future.
A perception spreads as a wave; good as it was, as it is now and forthcoming.
Perfection is present: unwrap the gift.
Common to the three worlds of past, present and future is an ultimate timeless truth.
It surpasses space, time and understanding, cannot be held, yet envelopes all.
Precious is all life.
