To Write This Moment

To write this Moment:

that I am, aware, conscious that it's so - I have no cause to speculate beyond this. Curiosity and imagination are creative tools and help break the solidity of faith. But at a this point, it seems, answers no longer provide a certain truth, that now my faith belongs to the simplicity of what is, having found an allowing peace to comfort. I am curious to the motion of it all, of the changes happening even through the stillness of my observation. Imagination is the wish of words that urge me in a futile try of description. It's enough to be aware of this, awake to the possibilities of what each moment brings, and that even now it's all in motion, shifting in some subtle sense of form and structure. Any questions as to reason, or what may follow are beyond me. I am, aware, and conscious that it's so - everything else is speculation. 

It's this moment only that I'm aware of, my experience of now and this too may hold memories and projections for tomorrow. But it all belongs to this moment. Curiosity and imagination are gifts that somehow reach me in this exact time, this creative, constant now, always fluid and allowing. This is my moment and what appears is the urge to write, a spontaneous expression voiced in words. I have no idea why or where this urge came from - that I am, aware, and conscious that it's so, is all I need to write this moment. 

Peace,

Eric