Just Being

Past & Future worried me,
And never let me be,
Just acting instead of Being.

Now striped bare to the core,
Nothing can offer anymore,
As I stand alone, Just Being.

Past & Future let me go,
Finally, I may grow,
the Now becomes my Being.

It is what it is for me,
Now, content as a busy bee,
I stand alone, Just Being.

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