The Time Is NowA Poem by Candice StanfieldWritten from the experience of attending a graduate-level psychology course that focuses on group processes in the here-and-now and encountering one another in a genuine and forthcoming way.In a time
when people strive to get by They do not
live in the present The
here-and-now, they will not abide So how else
are we to know? Where we
stand, Are we
accepted?
In a rut we’ve
built ourselves Walled up
in petty talk A muddled
pool of our former selves An echo deep
in the well of our past As future accelerates - neck-breaking nigh
Yet, we
need not fear For fear is
only a symptom of non-disclosure A symptom
of the unknown, Or living disingenuously
Combatting
such folly comes with effort The reward everlasting An
encounter of the sincerest kind Cracking
and gnawing at our shackles while we listen And pull
ourselves out of the murky depths Perspective
and insight await us in the here-and-now
So hear my
words, and I’ll hear yours As we
contemplate without judgment - Our souls
become weightless, Flowing freely
like smoke arising from a cleansing fire Built by
words shared in the present The time is
now, this time is ours © 2014 Candice StanfieldReviews
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1 Review Added on August 6, 2014 Last Updated on August 6, 2014 Tags: poem, psychology, group processes AuthorCandice StanfieldDCAboutWriting, to me, has been a form of therapy since childhood. It's the one place I can always escape to. This is but one part of my being. more..Writing
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