Painful as it is
We face our mortality
In all that we do.
Just waking up to morning,
Walking a city sidewalk,
On a holiday,
Swimming on a summers day;
The fullness of life
By virtue of our living
Must eventually end.
Do not waste this time
Wallowing in past regrets;
Leave that to the fool.
Instead cherish each moment
For its utter perfection.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
Great advice. People tend to ignore the now.
I agree and as I get older I find this even more relevant.
I waffle between being the fool and being the Buddha :-)
As do I, although I think I tend to lean more towards the fool more often than not.
:-) one could argue that our ‘fool’ ish experiences drive such magnificent poetry :-)
I suppose they could. :)
And yet we never seem to lose that sense of being immune to everything and thinking it can’t happen to us.
So true, but I guess it is just the human way of dealing with the inevitable.
You are so right tomorrow is not guaranteed.
There certainly is no way to avoid it no matter how hard we try.
“Do not waste this time / Wallowing in past regrets” — needed to hear this today. Great poem.
Thank you Jen, I’m glad I could help. Sorry if you had a touch day, I hope that all is better soon. :)
Things will get better … just waiting to get through this tunnel. Thanks Dom :)
I’m glad. :)
Rooting for you. Lots of us are. :)
Thank you very much my friend. :)