This moment, now

It’s the last day of the year, 

And I find myself wondering, 

“What should I be focusing on?” 

Torn between looking back and looking ahead, 

There’s so much I could say about 

How good or bad it was, or it could be — 

Or I could focus on accomplishment: 

My best or proudest moment,

 Or what I hope to do in the coming year. 

But as I ponder what priceless wisdom to share 

The cat jumps on my lap and settles in, 

Purring as his paws gently knead my chest, 

And as I sit, stroking him, 

And watching the world outside my window 

 Slowly reveal itself in the morning light,

I realize that this, this moment, now, 

The trusting, and the ordinary, 

Is enough; is really all there is.