As I look into the mists of the future
I see the hands reaching for me,
coaxing me forward,
tempting my mind to wonder.
But my feet are firm.
I remain grounded
and resist the pull.
For here is now.
Now is the present.
The present is my gift.
© www.mypastmademe.com 2011
Love this gem of truth!! Thank you for sharing!
Thank you Becca 🙂 x