reclamation

I am in re-remembering

the past is not now, 

nor the future. 

What was,

What is, 

What will someday be,

so often just dandelion seeds

         floating in the wind stream.

            out past the window,

       past wild onions in the yard,

   past the fence which contains us,

           people are restless out there,

But it's none of our business

The Outside. That's Act and React.

I have to live today for a different tomorrow.

          for I am the restless people in our home.