The moment before you get what you crave
Desire
That which you have been aspiring
Perspiring
Towards
Chiselling away
Right before it emerges
Out of the clay
The rock
The stone
That step just before you arrive home
At the epitome
At the point
Is the best non point in your life
(Until another one comes along)
It’s Friday afternoon clock off
With a week-end stretched ahead
That you haven’t even dipped
A single toe in yet
It’s the sound of the post man delivering
A parcel
Or a present
Wrapped
Holding it in your hands
Unopened yet
Quivering with potential
It’s the wait
The anticipate
The best moment is always before
Because after that point
It all begins to dissipate
And leave you craving more
There is a bible verse
That advises
Not to store up your worldly possessions here on earth
And I think this is why it was written
So we don’t have to do the bidding
Pay the price
Ultimately sacrifice
Ourselves
For material possessions
Spend whole lives
When in heaven
Everything that waits can be given here on earth
Right now
The smell of rain
The unfurling of a leaf
A baby
Just being born
Or a soul leaving this world
And within as well
The peace and connection
The world cannot sever
As long as we keep our direction
Headed
Towards the heaven
That is not before
Not after
But right now
At this point of breathing in
Breathing out
And not worrying about what’s coming next
