Floating through time

Look into the future
But go no where
Smile to the memories
Though choose to make new ones
right now

The pain inside
Where is it from?
All it takes is eight steps
From four corners take a deep breath
Right now

Holding out my beggars bowl
It is filled with humility
and patience
If I should choose
to partake
Right now

I hear that sound
and then that thought
before I can grasp
I let go
and go on
Right now.....