This precious piece of life

I shall attend to compassion and

joy now, in this moment, at this

time, not when it’s the right time,

no, now, here, in this precious

piece of life that hangs on the

tree of life in front of me; and take

it I will and eat it: devour its sweet

flesh I shall, and share the fruit that

is this moment where I am content

despite the flurry of life around.