Many thoughts of my time here. Chest tight around my flame, it struggling to burn clear and straight.
The sorrow of leaving and the challenge of arriving.
Time too short, slipping through my mental fingers, gone before I am done trying to grab and hold it.
Real-time pain and soon-to-be limbo.
My arms open, hoping to embrace Continuous Now.
The road goes ever on and I am walking it. Right now.