The Now Continuum
Since the mind dwells on tense well past,
Endlessly over-analyzing, happenstance recast,
Ignore the mind, let awareness be, let it grow.
Learn to feel, live in the mindless ways your senses know.
Warm to breath, the waft of breeze in your hair.
Feel warmth of sun, the texture of things laid bare.
No need to grasp, claw, dwell, gather or cling.
Let each sense come-in, and be whatever it can bring.
For pain will come, go, and then slip away.
Pleasure too is fleeting, not longing to stay.
Come what may, enjoy, revile, welcome all-in with glee.
Be here, be now, be aware, from a doting mind-set, set free.
Copyright ©
John Anderson
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