Fully Present

in every man there is a time

when he will find that precious rhyme

the rhyme of heart and soul and mind

when words can flow and speak to life

I do not know when to expect

my mind to clear and heart to rest

my soul to take control and test

the limits of this worldly flesh

but when those moments come at last

I pray my hands are holding fast

to work that gives life to the future

and build upon the past

it cannot be forced or it will not be full

it must come by choice or never at all

the best you can do is test that next step

to get off the floor, you must risk the fall.