It was just the other day
I was clearing trails in the Cascades,
and just another
I was sailing the Hudson, exploring Montreal, London, Charleston, sitting sky clad in hot springs in New Mexico or California or Arizona,
just the other day.
Nor was it long ago
I held her in my arms,
just a moment ago
and not too far from there to here.
The calendar might tell it differently,
as might others who've grown gray since then;
and some might contend that distance insurmountable,
from then and there to here and now.
It is scarce a step, however,
nor even one split second in eternity,
truth be told:
All is here and now.