Around this time last year, I went to the beach and was struck by the somnolent weather. Despite the freezing cold, I sat down on the wet sand and did my best to capture the moment in words. Writing and taking photos have helped me feel more aware and connected to each passing moment. Ishin Yoshimoto wrote, "You are fooled by your mind into believing there is tomorrow, so you may waste today." Let's not waste too many moments. Instead, let's enjoy the moment-to-moment dawns.
Moment-to-Moment Dawns
by Lauren Taub Cohen
I stand within the fog
rising from the sea
like a silent prayer filled
with longing.
Thick comforts of
cumulous clouds
wrap themselves
around the sun
causing the soft,
citrine light to
turn the crisp waves
into silken, silver
swaths of lavish,
ermine robes.
My feet are
covered with
sandy stubble.
I am enraptured by the
ceaseless chant of waves
leaping and lengthening.
A strand of iridescent foam
lingers to frame
the memory of what has
returned to sea.
The salty smell of
forgotten history
peppers the air.
Both yesterday and tomorrow
rest like twins tucked
beneath the horizon.
I am here...
right here...
in the moment-to-moment
dawns.
