Living or Leaving?

are you sure it's living in the moment?
or should it be leaving the moment?

we start each new moment by leaving the last.
every time we take a new step out, we leave behind the last.
every time we start out on something new, we kill a little of our past.
they may not co-exist. that is just not how things are.
why convention? why the moulding?
can we not leap up into the sky and dance in the clouds?
they are fluffy and white, aren't they?

the other half may reason...
clouds only appear inviting, clean and fluffy,
seemingly a nice place to perform your little jig,
but attempt to do so,
and there you go.
you fall right through,
tumbling through the sky,
where you meet the ground,
in a most painful way.