Here

There's a little kid
in your head's back seat whining,
“Are we there yet?”

The answer is,
“No, we're here.”

Running, counting the miles
and quarters of miles,
in a long meeting, watching the clock,
calculating how much remains,
halfway there, almost done—
isn't where you are, but where you aren't.
You're not a fraction of there.
You're wholly here.

Uncomfortable haul
or lovely walk by the seashore
doesn't matter.
Let it go. Ignore the little kid.
Be here.

This step. Now this one.
Infinity unfolds.
 

   —August 28, 2018