Getting nowhere
And contented
For after all
(And before all)
Is no more than
Now and here
Cosying up together

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on July 30, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Sometimes messy is good, eh? Or, at least okay. “Now and here” – present – a good thing too.

    Happy day, Ben. Poem on …

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