These are the moments

That become a poem

Become our memories

Become us

First kiss, first bliss

First furious fist

First born, first light

Deepest of the darkest nights

Faintest whisper

Of (a)scent

A hint

First time for everything

For everything

Is beyond us

Youth a shadow game

In the recesses

Of our eternal mind

Who we are

Is an equation

You take the sum

Of your experience

Minus fear, regret

Take away judgment

And subtract perception

To arrive at truth

Multiply this

With practice

And you have lasting happiness

Now divide your thoughts

By those of the observer’s

And the solution

Becomes freedom

Equanimity

Resolve