Now-and-Here or Here-and-Now

 This morning's here-and-now was quite messy, sticky and noisy!!!

this afternoon, thanks to naps the here-and-now is quieter and a little tidier!

...and a lot less cute😊

The best we have with which to serve, in present-essence streams

The past is made of seasons cast, morrow, of hopes and dreams

But here-and-now unveils the prow of opportunity

And darling, what becomes of it is up to you and me

Each circumstance is but a chance to drink from mercy’s fount

Each day a gift that God will sift (we all will give account)

Failure, full of excuse would be a noose that stifles cheer

But for God’s grace to help us face the charge of now-and-here

The Loom that grants the bloom that plants the seeds of daily grind

With give and take soon fills the wake of ages left behind

Then how imperative to give the best we have, my dear

For life becomes its total sum with simple Now-and-Here

Whatever spills in thrills or ills wafts on the winds of change

To fill a mold that none can hold and twilight will estrange

The best we have with which to serve we dare not overlook

Lest then somehow we miss the wow here-and-now overtook

Give thanks; the ranks that march to no-repeat beats of tick-tock

Fall prey to Yore behind a door that no one can unlock

Where sphere to sphere the now-and-here like bubbles, bob then burst

And what just was is not because it is in was immersed

Time’s laden trays that we appraise can dish out quite a mess

Wasted somehow if here-and-now never finds happiness

For we are fixed in present, twixt where past and future streams

Here-and-now existent, yet dependent on both, it seems

Dear me and you; all that we do deserves our humble best

Each now-and-here soon disappears to its eternal rest

Then would that we with word and deed the Lord of life applaud

And revere now-and-here for what it is; a gift from God

© Janet Martin