Two Years Old

The singular mind living in
this time
this
moment…striving
to let go, to
just
be.
Allowing the world, this
life, this…
age roll over and
around
us.
The yogis with
enlightened
wizened
knowing smiles, say;
let go
just be
exposed to
yourself.
Be two years old
completely open, relaxed
undone by life
by time.
To live
in this
moment, this
instant is…
to be two years old.
Careening off
furniture, off
edges of knowing, off
ideas
of who we are.
In this
moment, the eventuality of now
will never
be shaped by
the inevitability
of
tomorrow.
Two years old; we
knew.

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