The Time is Now
Sitting cross-legged on the linoleum floor
two tiny girls, pigtails, doggy-flaps,
bodies wriggling.
Brown eyes, blue eyes
watching every move I make.
Telling silly stories.
Giggling.
Squirming to and fro
no hurry, no worry.
We are here together.
After a while, I notice the pile of dirty laundry,
heap of dirty dishes.
Sunlight streaming through the dirty West window
and landing on their baby cheeks.
I turn my head to check the time
Clock on the wall says NOW.
Confused,
I turn back and there where babies just sat,
two beautiful women in their place.
Brown eyes, blue eyes
smiles, laughing at the silly stories once told here.
“Where are the babies? They were just here. Just now, only a moment ago.”
Blue eyes look at brown eyes, then all eyes on me.
I jolt up in bed. Was it a dream?
Was it all a dream?
Small? Grown? Which?
Mumbling, I sort through the years and come up with this:
It is now and it is not now.
I turned away for a minute–No! A second. And like magic,
I cannot explain it,
they grew and grew into women.
Don’t look away to see the time.
The time is Now. And always has been.
I wrote this post after a dream I had. It happened exactly like I tell in the poem. I couldn’t precisely convey the confusion I had upon awakening. I was disoriented and really had to think about what was true here–did I still have small girls, or had my babies grown up into beautiful, strong, intelligent women? They had. They are. This dream haunted me for days. How quickly it all goes by! And even faster as I grow older myself.
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
Beautifully poignant
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Thank you. I have this fascination with time.
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You did capture that elusive sensation of waking to……what time? Which reality? Beautiful girls, those two. The years do fly—-lovely post!
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Thank you so much! Some things are hard to describe in words, you never know if the writing comes across as intended. One of these lovely young women turns 30 in just a few days: time does fly!
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Hi, Cheryl! WordPress responded to my inquiry about you not receiving email notification of my weekly posts. It was suggested that we were attempting to use your website address instead of an email address. I couldn’t tell if that was the case or not! Let me know, and best wishes for a cozy evening. It’s pouring rain here, and I have to leave the house for a rehearsal. Oh, well……
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I think I finally figured it out. I should receive email notification of your future posts:)
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So beautiful! Just like you. Daughters. Dreams. Mothers and Daughters. Time. Love this!
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Thank you Anna! Your reading and responding makes me so happy. I truly appreciate you!
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You have no idea how much I need and appreciate your reminders of how life isn’t as bad as I think it is 🙂 You inspire me.
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