the eternal now

what time is it?
always now.
always was, always will be, always is now.
the joy, the pain, the tears, the laughter
is there a half-life?
what is forever?
how can there be
if there is only now?
or is it both: now and not-now,
until we try to look directly at it
like looking at the sun
like looking at the truth
like looking at god/dess
like a paradox
this poem captures something of now
and preserves it
for not-now
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