What if we looked back after this life
On each of our seconds…
On the seconds we were … awake, alive, aware
And celebrated every one for a thousand years?
What if we looked back
On the seconds we were … asleep
And mourned each one for ten thousand years?
What will it take to wake you up?
A gift?
A disaster?
A surprise?
A tragedy?
What will it take to waken your awareness
To the life flowing through in this very second?
Life gives you whatever you need to wake up.
Gifts and disasters, triumphs and tragedies.
And when you need nothing
To keep you awake,
You give life the attention
It’s been waiting for.
I will not release one instant of this life
To the oblivion of numbness.
I will not surrender even one of my days
To the apathy of sameness.
I refuse to live even a single minute
I’ll later regret.
I decline to look back and see …
Precious moments that slipped away
Because I failed to show up for them.
I seize you now. This moment. This.
In a furious ecstasy of seconds,
I reclaim every instant for wakefulness.
So I never need mourn
Moments lived unlived.
I seize this moment
And every other
For ecstasy,
For making fierce passionate love to life
With wild and unrestrained excess.
And flow into the twilight of my years
No moment left unlived.
No second spent asleep.
Awake always
Until the body sleeps forever.
And I slip into the great awakening.
