This.
Just being here.
This never-to-be-repeated now.
This air grazing the cheeks.
This sunshine and shadows.
This breath.
This glimpse.
This one-and-only moment.
Who could ask for more?
And what else could we want?
This light.
This love.
This singular chance to be alive.
This wholeness in the here-and-now.
This tender-hearted fullness.
This life coursing through.
No more.
No less.
Just this.
