Time tried to pull me into yesterday’s shadows
and tomorrow’s phantoms
but the flame called me to the narrow gate
of the eternal Now.
Here, every heartbeat becomes a temple,
every breath a sacred offering,
every moment a chance to remember
that I was never separate,
never late,
never lost.
Now is where the Kingdom unfolds.
Now is where Christ lives as me.
Now is where love consumes
all illusions of fear.
I stand barefoot in this holy instant,
the soil of eternity under my feet,
and whisper:
I am home.
— Joe Restman