Today

Although things are going well,
I am troubled by discontent.

It troubles me, this trouble, but
I cannot root it out.  The present
moment is like a cage from which
I am always scrambling to be free.
I am lie a captive creature, burrowing
against the glass.

Help me to resist the pull of the past
And check the fascination of the future;
help me to be with people who populate the present;
deliver me from the demons of discontent
and driven-ness.  Let me embrace the very-ness of this very day,
this hour,
this moment.

Let me drop down
to the depths of now and
drink water from the well of the moment.