The Answer

Now is not the time for tomorrow’s thinking.

Living for when I get there and happiness lands.

Someday solutions for formulaic bliss.

A machine of future making.

Now, is life.

Remove the heavy hat of suffering.

Hang up the wool coat that has been passed down to you.

Slip off the leaden shoes denying your right to skip.

Let your toes feel the mud between them.

Hear the sounds in this space.

Just be,

be your own answer.

© Ali Grimshaw

6 thoughts on “The Answer

  1. “Slip off the leaden shoes denying your right to skip.” Oh how I love this visualization and need to take this to heart. xo


  2. I love the line about the wool coat handed down to me – great!! off goes the shoes, off goes the heavy scratchy coat. thanks for a beautiful way of communicating such a great message. BE YOU. YOU ARE ENOUGH, thanks from an unknown friend, momentummikey 🙂 (YOU are appreciated)


    1. Thank you for taking the time to express how this poem spoke to you. I appreciate knowing when my words touch someone’s life.

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