What time is it?
I glance at my clock.
The time is now.
I must change.
I must grow.
I must let go.
Now.
Impermanence.
The constant flow of time.
A seed grows into a tree.
A baby grows into a young adult.
Dreams.
Love.
Peace.
Compassion.
Joy.
Now.
Breathing in deeply I embrace my impermanence.
Breathing out I feel joy pulsate throughout my body.
I vow to not waste my life.
I vow to live in the now.
For this is not my practice life.