The 'Eternal Now'
I sat amidst the mountain top,
dreaming of the abyss....
The ocean roared in the sea below,
as I was seeking heaven's kiss....
Notions of memories past,
and glimmered through my mind,
I sorrowed that some did not last,
as life went by so fast.....
The tale of the mystic is to render every dream...
To cherish all the beauty now and on the horizon's screen....
Like clouds, all good and bad dreams go,
and in the end all we really have is the eternal now.
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