Fast-forward to the end! Turn to the last page. People want to know how it all turns out? What lies in the great beyond, and what makes it so great? What will rise to the top of one's soup of possibilities? But some little animal, crying in the darkness, doesn't want to be jetted to the end -- just so that it can know that it all turns out okay. It wants to slip into the now and wear it like a snuggy.
In Praise of Now [Free Verse]