Dasein

Skiers and golfers miss it

To them it's about the game

Or the process of getting

From one point to another

Always 'doing' something

Like most of us really

But if we could just stop

And refuse for one minute

To participate in distraction

We might experience

What it is to BE

Sunlight through trees

Waves lapping at our feet

The rumble of thunder

Distant mountains glistening

In a world that is

While time takes its toll

Always and already dying
Beautiful beyond words

© shaun patrick green 2013