John Leonard: Having no history

Having no history

Having no history we are
What we do, not who
We have been—so there is no-one
Who is not with us.

Our time is not filled
With imperatives, but passes as it must—
Each year brings content
Of its own kind for us.

Our towns are each in the centre
Of nowhere, and each is its own.
We cannot feel life as apart,
And our days are belonging.

We do not have your ‘progress’—
But always try for betterment.
Untruth cannot flourish here,
Because what must be is.

We have never thought we can
Be other than this, we do not live
For what should be, can be,
As what is is plain in view.

John Leonard

John Leonard lives in Canberra, Australia.
More poetry on website: www.jleonard.net

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