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I Am Present: A Poem by Sound Alchemist JS Worldbridger

  • Writer: JS Worldbridger
    JS Worldbridger
  • Jul 30, 2024
  • 2 min read

Updated: Oct 1, 2024


Woman Meditating during Sunrise

I Am Present: A Poem by Sound Alchemist JS Worldbridger



In the vast expanse of time and space,

I stand proudly, a beacon of light,

A witness to the ever-changing world,

A silent observer of the passing of days,

I am present in every moment, every breath,

A reminder of the fleeting nature of life.


I watch as the seasons come and go,

The trees budding in the springtime glow,

The leaves falling in the autumn breeze,

Nature's cycles never ceasing to amaze,

I am present in the beauty of each day,

A testament to the wonder of creation.


I see the hustle and bustle of the city streets,

The people rushing to and from,

Their lives intertwined in a chaotic dance,

Yet I remain steady, a constant in the flow,

I am present in the midst of the chaos,

A beacon of calm in a storm of uncertainty.


I hear the laughter of children at play,

The joyous sound echoing through the air,

Their innocence a balm to the weary soul,

A reminder of the simple pleasures we share,

I am present in the sound of their laughter,

A witness to the purity of youth.


I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders,

The burdens of life pressing down,

But I stand tall, unwavering in my resolve,

A pillar of strength in a world full of frowns,

I am present in the face of adversity,

A testament to the resilience of the human spirit.


I taste the bitterness of defeat,

The sourness of regret on my tongue,

But I also savor the sweetness of victory,

The satisfaction of a battle well won,

I am present in the taste of success,

A reminder of the rewards of perseverance.


I smell the fragrance of flowers in bloom,

The earthy scent of rain on the wind,

Each aroma a memory of times gone by,

A hint of nostalgia for what once has been,

I am present in the scent of memory,

A thread connecting past, present, and future.


I touch the world with gentle hands,

Feeling the texture of life beneath my fingertips,

Each sensation a reminder of the gift of touch,

A connection to the world around me,

I am present in the warmth of human contact,

A reminder of the power of connection.


I am a witness to the passage of time,

A spectator in the grand theater of life,

A participant in the dance of existence,

A reminder of the transient nature of being,

I am present in every moment, every breath,

A testament to the beauty of the here and now.

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