don’t save it.

Heaven is now, my love

it’s 15 shades of green,

soothing my worn sight,

a cup of tea to hold and savor

it’s the sun and moon dancing above,

reluctant to depart from one another

it’s the silence, not only of the land,

but also in my spirit

it’s feeling my freckles absorb the warmth of autumn

and realizing that I’m just a visitor

in an elaborate ecosystem that nourishes and destroys

it’s the morning greeting of a baby tiger

resting against your leg in the shade

I no longer lie to myself: I will not be Happier later than I could be right now.

All I have to do is be here.

This is all there ever is.