Joy of the Moments

Life approximated
With a series of days and years
Is naive way to live;
Or so do I believe.

Life lived in the moments,
Off the moments,
With the moments,
Livens it up.

Days go, time flies
Leaves fall, trees witness
Ripples flow on the pond
Some shaken, some not.

The sparkling dew
Brings down the ray.
Air still breathes.
Sunshine abundant.

Let me be that dew-drop
And swallow some sun.
Let me be that leaf
And kiss the dust.

Let me flow on the waves;
Momentous and glorious.
As I do not care about the years;
As I seek the joy of the moments.