Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.
— William Butler Yeats
I am foreseeing things
You are foreseeing things
Who is ahead?
My back to the past
My forehead to the future
I am facing my heart
My head is full with
Both the best and the worst cases
A new scenario unfolds
You are afraid to die
From fear of dying from fear
Alone in your head
Meditating, you think
You are getting prepared
To live in the moment
I must prepare to write
A poem, I thought
But it was already finished
* Those are a few notes — micropoetry style — on the idea of preparation, which is dVerse Poets Pub‘s theme for today. I borrowed the quote from them, and it inspired me to write about the — sometimes — foolish nature of preparation.
And for those of you who read French or like beautiful objects, please check out my offer — it lasts until the end of the world, due Dec. 21st. *
Hiroshimem 
Some beautiful lines here. Love the second stanza especially:
My back to the past
My forehead to the future
I am facing my heart
I like that approach..we can’t ignore the past, we have to look toward the future, but our heart in the present is key to to enjoying life, I think. So well stated.
Thank you Mary. Yes, you rephrased quite well what I was trying to express.
ha, love the end…it made me smile..the poem having completed it self just as you prepare to start….mary quoted my fav stanza….that stanza is incredible….very cool verse aimee…
Thank you so much Brian!!
I love this poem so much! The last stanza is perfection! Beautifully done.
Thanks so much!
oh, facing your heart–beautiful.
Thank you.
Interesting. Takes a stab at the silliness of the ambition of meditating away fear of death. Takes a stab at yourself. Realism — very nice.
Thank you so much! I appreciate.
I love ‘Meditating, you think / You are getting prepared / To live in the moment’ ~ a gentle irony there
Interesting theme and use of form